Wonderful morning
to dance with the Sea

My skin smells like the silver sea
There's phosphorescence in my eyes
  
Waves leap into my arms
swirl and turn me about
all the while whispering
happy talk in my ears

Garlands of seaweed decorate
the festive marine blue
and green shores

Glittering fragments
of sunlight dazzle
the senses

And I imagine
dolphins and mermaids
are having a ball too

My Beloved

I've loved You for Eternity
In the Temple of Thebes,
Courts of Cairo
standing on the red horizon
Your golden arms
embraced me
as You rose from Your
starry bed

Aten... Aten

My Soul still remembers
that darling blue boy
with peacock plumes
and heavenly doe eyes
playing hide and seek
over the rustic shamrock
green hills of Brindavin

Krishna... Krishna

My Beloved

Though You've donned
a thousand trillion forms
like a bright star falling
onto the earth
I'd know Your face, those eyes
anywhere

O My Dearest

there is no place
in heaven or on earth
that I'd rather be
than with You
Forever

Fluttering fingers
of the palm fronds
in our front yard

Caress

the vast turquoise bird
flying overhead

O to be able to soar
with you
Sweet bird

Far into the Infinite

My bird was wounded
with half a wing she flew
and rested on feathery clouds

The Sun was her friend
He bathed her in 5 Golden Pools
breathed light into cold dark space
and made wings from stars

She alights upon my fingers now
extended like blossoming twigs

Can you hear her boundless song?

How creative is the day
every morning Dawn
her face flushed in
shades of poinsettia pink
spreads golden wings
over the Earth
gently fanning flames of life

I plant my poem bush in
Her bright noonday rays
water flows from my
jeweled heart chalice
emotions, ideas, inspiration
flood lush fertile soil
soaking into a network of roots
reaching into beloved humanity,
this bustling world,
starry space and beyond

A tall elf stole like a Silver Shadow
past my window around 4 a.m.
in the freshly minted morning

My hubby, darling garden spirit
cherishes the dear little
plants and flowers in our yard
With care and love
he gives them their morning coffee,
fertilizing, watering the baby sprouts,
cooing sweetly over
his floral cherubims

They know his elfin footsteps
and smile happily as he putters
about in the
Wee, wee hours

My beloved roams
in my heart

I feel His silken footsteps
and tender gaze

He waits in quiet coves
listening to my
ardent prayer

I sprinkle pieces of my heart
like petals
for Him to tread upon

He leaves behind a
trail of Lotus blooms