by Glenn Johnson
(Tucson, Arizona, USA)
Ocean beach she stands . . .
Huddled against cold . . .
The gentle curl of surf at her feet . . .
Tide’s waters flow, in and out, lapping her toes . . .
Water whispers: Could sweep you away.
Depths stir . . . One and one forever one will be?
Distance . . . faint light of love?
Or just faint light?
Love light’s embrace of heart's loneliness?
From this safe distance, how difference know?
Fulfillment possible? . . . Dream . . . Desire . . .
Love's comforting embrace?
Light searing flame also can be . . .
Both before known . . .
Burned never again!
Still . . . huddled against cold . . .
Remain on shore, love’s mysteries new, never know . . .
Ancient questions: Risk journey? Heart expose?
Shore’s safety forever stand?
Behind . . . cottage comfortable . . .
Window glows hearth's flames . . .
Welcoming door . . .
Room's dancing shadows . . .
Canvas'jubilant colors walls adorn . . .
Chair one . . .
Setting one . . .
Dinner one . . .
Bed one . . .
Pillow one . . .
Room of dancing shadows . . . music’s dreams . . .
A soulful cello waltzing with the night . . .
Window open ocean breeze . . .
Gentle surf’s rhythm of life . . .
Water flows, in and out, lapping her soul. . .
Tide’s waters whisper: Could sweep you away.
Depths stir . . . Heart released from the deep.
Fulfillment possible . . . Dream . . . Desire . . .
Rising of prayers . . . Tide lifts little boat of hope . . .
Love's comforting embrace awaits . . .
Sails billow . . . love's celestial winds soar.