Last night I stood out under the stars. It was warm but the air had cooled a bit, night giving way to a gentle breeze. With the dark moon the stars were illuminated to a grand scale and the sky was dazzling. The pond was as still as glass and floating in the water could be seen the pale outlines of the many geese that have taken up residence. Wrapped in that stillness thoughts of the day seemed to melt away and I heard a whisper “I am here” and I knew you were with me.
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Posted in love, poetry on July 16, 2009 | Leave a Comment »

“Between the dusk of a summer night
And the dawn of a summer day,
We caught at a mood as it passed in flight,
And we bade it stoop and stay.
And what with the dawn of night began
With the dusk of day was done;
For that is the way of woman and man,
When a hazard has made them one.
Arc upon arc, from shade to shine,
The World went thundering free;
And what was his errand but hers and mine –
The lords of him, I and she?
O, it’s die we must, but it’s live we can,
And the marvel of earth and sun
Is all for the joy of woman and man
And the longing that makes them one.”
- William Ernest Henley, Between the Dusk of a Summer Night
Posted in blogging, love, poetry on July 16, 2009 | Leave a Comment »
A lifetime without love is of no account
Love is the water of life
Drink it down with heart and soul!
Rumi
Sometimes late at night, when the world is quiet and I am finally alone with my thoughts, I realize why it is I cannot find the words to write for others. You are the one who makes the words happen for me, you always have been. Why that is I cannot say for sure, but you bring this part of me alive like no one else has ever done. I have not written here as much of late but the thoughts are still there. My longing to share them with the world is somewhat uncertain these days, but the feeling behind them is not. Sometimes late at night I realize all I want is to share them with you, my thoughts, my heart, all the parts of me I cannot seem to put to the page. It is night here, the moon and stars filling the sky, while you greet the light of day and all it will bring. May it bring only good things to you and may you, for a moment, hear some of those words whispered into the night as I drift to sleep.
