Precious Intimacy
There are moments in life silently
shared in the pleasure of our time
together, precious in the intimacy
of close links of caring love. Outdoors
of a summer morning feeling the
early day's sun splash the garden
with the warmth of its light, a
goldfinch rising from the cool
clear water of the birdbath, tiny
white moths flustering about, and
bees dipping into the sweet pollen
of bright red Monarda, lilies and
Echinacea, stippling the verdant
backdrop with their vibrant colour.
Peace envelopes us in the soft touch
of a gentle breeze, seated side by side,
content to be together, issues and
concerns that trouble set firmly
aside in favour of marvelling at the
acrobatic antics of a pair of tiny red
squirrels disporting themselves
on the back fence, seemingly as
steeped in the spontaneous joy of
life as we are at this very moment.
Wednesday, August 14, 2013
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Poetry
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