I read an angel
writing poems
and I listened
as she set me free
To roam the spaces of my shortcomings
to decide which ones were because of me
I sensed my soulmate
spilling her dreams
and I paused awhile
to catch them
coming across the universe between us
to fill the empty cup that is me
I felt her heart
beat in unison with mine
and I surrendered in that second
to the fulfillment of our reunion
to the longing for the day
our souls will be together and free.
It's remarkable the way crossroads intersect and, no matter the distance, they weve a shorter path to the heart. My father always said, "The shortest pace between two people is their smile." I like to think that hearts have a beat destined for their mate and that we keep looking for that beat that makes the music .
Questions, unquestioned discoveries, and answers in parable and rhyme…. This collection records a journey starting with a 1960s retrospective and the first man on the moon, moving to a new millennium welcomed in with a terrorist spin, family crises,
ability as a poet. B R A V O ~~!!! 'Pea' <3
(((HUGS))) and much love, your friend in Tx., Karen Lynn. :D
Love,
Susan