Cedar Beach, Fire Island, New York – photo by gfs
There is no truth
without the heart
Within the mind
we lie (in wait)
for what we would
believe because
knowing cannot
Therefore we cling
to our dream
Without understanding
our place
Without trusting
the truth
that made us whole
In living
and breathing
days into nights
Far away words have passed
below the surface of reason
skipping like a stone
over the frozen surface
of time
What was lost beneath the blue
the shattered crystal water
melting in the sun
rising with the moon
over mountains
Yours was not a memory
of autumn’s falling colors
of salt scent from the harbor
as nightfall settles in
along the bay
Rain reveals the heart
and sunlight warms our days
as sights we’ve come to know
Entering the gardens of our lives
and sacred places
Time does not forget the blooms
seasons rolling will remind
the willing to sustain
intentions spoken in the dream
forever still to be
Photo: Maui Sunset by gfs
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