You raise your cup
assured I will receive it.
This gesture says it all,
how we are together
with no need to tear down,
to feed the beast of not belonging.
Some days the tide runs strong,
highs and lows much greater.
They say it is the moon
and I wonder about swirling water
and the desire that pulls it toward the sea.
As the tide runs swift, perhaps
we too can be without restraint,
the moon of our gravitation
the touch of your hand
on a teacup.
WOW Powerful
This is how we all may be together
So grateful that this Wonder is known
within the interplay of many of us now
Most Beautiful
So glad for you & your part in All of This Don
Thanks, Don. “…swirling water and the desire pulling it toward the sea.
The tide it runs so swift,…”
I just viewed slides of Deception Pass earlier today. Waters, universally represent Truth, in their rush here and there, all to sustain core balance. I raise my cup…of water….of Truth…to salute you in spiritual expression.
Thanks,Don… So fine a poem I’ll be days rereading.
There is a gravity in your writing Don, that pulls me deep into the poems. There is much to absorb here, in this “swirling water”…….
Ah, yes, trust in the workings of Life itself……
The wonder of the union of the grand and the small………….so beautiful! Thank you again for touching my heart, Don.
Gravity felt and its mystery touched, thank you Don
Yes Don, here is the gift of being present in this moment.