Once awake to love
there is no way to find sleep again without it
No matter what the cost
There is no other directive in this life but love
That is the only thing ever asked of us
Because in that one thing
is all else.
jjl
8 July 2008
About Me
- puddle
- Water gathering most days I wait through blue and sun till dusk or even later and the rose has faded to lavender, to gray some days, the sleet has started and the leaves underfoot are slick with ice somehow I'm never sorry and never learn one night I waited till the stars were out dropped the bucket into sound, only felt the weight of it filling and the night full of stars and the river full of stars and the bucket full of stars come morning, the coffee is also full of stars
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