Here are jumps that miss my heart
beats that chase the dust our feet disturbed
drops of time that leak
and we so meek

when the time is ripe we feast on love
devour the hollow of the mind
and be so kind
to think

of those who have no one, no other
to have and hold when fear is dread
except reveal the truth
that spills

Creator, comforter and truth
font and fountain
ocean and mountain
they heal all

Reach out to each other
love and tender in your way
and stay
in wonder

When I stop to incline an ear on nature in rapture

I adore its song

to the time,

to time divine me thinks

in heartbeats…………….


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