This Union

The fabric was torn in 2013, but you can’t unplay a symphony. The echoes have a mind of their own.

At one time, perhaps,
this union
was the casually tentative alliance
of two vaguely kindred spirits,
Lewis & Clark of the soul
in search of Emotional Passages.
Perhaps two dancers engaged in defining
the parameters of a certain joy, bodies
working in pleasantly passionate harmony
with the understanding that the contract
would last as long as the music.

Surprise.
We began to generate our own music,
and threads of experience became this
tightly woven tapestry of a rich history which
continues to blossom growingly each day, our
simple melody evolving into the symphony of
this Union.

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Wedding Band

Often times as we held hands
your fingers sought out my wedding band
feeling it for reasons I never knew
perhaps it was a comfort to you
that though the years were growing long
the love was there, the love was strong
It always filled me with tender pride
when you touched my ring
walking side by side

Beyond the Rain

A rainy morning is a good excuse
to look at what we have to lose
it might be a pretty short list
because of shots taken and missed
or because so much has already been lost
to the inexorable frost

Comparing what your have
to what you never had
or what’s already gone
might make you sad

So don’t. Think beyond the rain
to what it makes grow
think of the sun shining
through a rainbow
and know there is nothing
to lose or to gain
only thanks to give
for the morning rain

Believe

We want things
to mean something
flowers and lightning
laughter and crying
a loved one’s touch
the beating of our hearts

we are quite sure
they mean something
but explaining what
gets a little tricky
the more important it is
the more inadequate are words

I think Einstein said
if you can’t explain it to
a six year old, you don’t
understand it well enough
but the trust and faith
of children make elaborate
details unnecessary

And didn’t that Jesus
suggest becoming as little
children? We want things
to mean something
and they do
but don’t give yourself
a headache figuring out what
just believe in the belief

Sailing

Desire sails
the ocean of dreams
in fair winds and hurricanes
seeking ports of call
seeking the armada the fleet
the companion vessel
to validate the voyage

The Dream sails
the ocean of desire
using celestial navigation
dead reckoning and prayer
in search of the Lee Shore
where running aground
into sanctuary and respite
is the goal of the voyage

Orders

Hate is the crime
when there’s so much to love
and we’re under orders
from God above
to love
to love
to love

Hating the sin
and loving the sinner
is often easier
said than done
but if you choose to accept it
that is the mission
to love
to love
to love

Cabin By The Lake

Walking by the lakeshore
winding through the trees
with sunlight on the water
and a refreshing breeze
I find a rock to sit on
and while away the afternoon
living in a pleasant dream
I hope doesn’t end too soon

I imagine that you’re waiting
in a cabin on the hill
a cobbler you made just for me
cooling on the window sill
the water we drew from the well
was sweet and it was cold
in our cabin by the lake
we never did grow old

It all turns to sadness if you let it
like a memory that won’t let you forget it
but if you dream a past that never happened
you have the freedom to create your own end

The water we drew from the well
was sweet and it was cold
in our cabin by the lake
we never did grow old
I sit on my rock
and while away the afternoon
living in a pleasant dream
I hope doesn’t end too soon