Water From Your Spring
What was in that candle's light
that opened and consumed me so quickly?
Come back, my friend. The form of our love
is not a created form.
Nothing can help me but that beauty.
There was a dawn I remember
when my soul heard something from your soul.
I drank water from your spring
and felt the current take me.
Rumi
Rumi
How sweet...What a great reunion you will have!
ReplyDeleteThat's awesome!
ReplyDeleteI'd like to wish you and your loved ones a glorious Holiday Season!!
xoxo,
gabriele
Oh, so telling!
ReplyDeleteHappy Holidays, you and the rest of the family, all united for the season of love.
The photo is just magnificent. Wow. And the poem describes your anticipation to see John so well. I can just imagine the flutter of excitement in your stomach.
ReplyDeleteI love it that you are so in love after all these years. You guys have been and are my Heroes of Marriage.
ReplyDeleteBeautiful all around -- the photo (wow!), the poem and the sentiment. Happy reunion to you two!
ReplyDeleteNanny, I'm counting the moments.
ReplyDeleteGabriele, Thank you!
Rosaria, Thanks, I'm ready to feel the love!
Patti, That photo was taken from the deck where we used to live. Your right about the visceral experience!
Elisabeth, We need heroes in this difficult endeavor we embark on. I'm grateful for the love
Lisa, Thank you for your wishes.