sweet days

A magical whisper deep in the forest with stirring creatures under a starlit sky.

~Jodie Bews

can it all be ok like it is?

inquiry for today~ what does this wide summer mean to you?

for the love of open sky….

Whatever causes the rose to open,

whatever causes the moon to rise,

what makes breath perish

in stillness, then return,

whatever causes the earth

to roll slowly over in her

downy black quilt,

what causes my eye to linger

in yours

and pours one heartbeat

into another, churning the wine

dark and sweet,

what draws me to notice

each tear on your face,

this is the scent of Joy

that lures me to drown

in the Causeless.

~Fred LaMotte

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