I know I didn’t say it yesterday when the words tumbled away like leaves over a root-cracked sidewalk, the shedding memory of a Maple tossed into autumn.
And tomorrow’s distractions will hold a firm grip on the reins of my mind, yet again, trotting without care toward a new trough of responsibilities, of unending worries.
So I shall speak in this seed of the moment, this grain upon this shifting dune of time, pouring the thoughts of my heart into a soul of rare beauty.
You are my foundation, my core of being, my second sun when rising, my moonlight bliss when slipping contentedly into another dream.
Your presence has no substitute, no replacement for the breath that floats my spirit, anchors my pride, restores my hope.
The love you have built inside me stretches far into the heavens of the unseen, a tower of unparalleled beauty, a beacon of goodness and meaning.
You are the stars that guide my soul, the billion arrows of light that pierce life's black dome, mapping the path to home's eternal embrace.
May this seed of the moment take root, flourishing to a bloom all that needs to be said, revealing a flower of undying appreciation, for all you do.
I know I didn’t say it yesterday
when the words tumbled away
like leaves over a root-cracked sidewalk,
the shedding memory
of a Maple tossed into autumn.
And tomorrow’s distractions
will hold a firm grip on the reins of my mind,
yet again,
trotting without care
toward a new trough of responsibilities,
of unending worries.
So I shall speak in this seed of the moment,
this grain upon this shifting dune of time,
pouring the thoughts of my heart
into a soul of rare beauty.
You are my foundation,
my core of being,
my second sun when rising,
my moonlight bliss when slipping contentedly into another dream.
Your presence has no substitute,
no replacement for the breath that floats my spirit,
anchors my pride,
restores my hope.
The love you have built inside me
stretches far into the heavens of the unseen,
a tower of unparalleled beauty,
a beacon of goodness and meaning.
You are the stars that guide my soul,
the billion arrows of light that pierce life's black dome,
mapping the path to home's eternal embrace.
May this seed of the moment take root,
flourishing to a bloom all that needs to be said,
revealing a flower of undying appreciation,
for all you do.