sweet song for someone

For you

for Alison

This morning

reading your poem

your words roaring

like the waves of a strong deep ocean

your wisdom are the bread crumbs

i scatter in the woods

as i walk lost

seeking the very tree that will show

me who i am

and where i am going.

I read your words

and carry them like a child

to grow and develop

into being

a unique creation of love

without a painful past

but with the joyful wings

of a bird

struggeling to remain here

in the heart of winter

rather than follow the flock

towards   warmer lands.

Africa would be good

this time of year

to bath like an elephant

in forgetfulness

but i can't

so i instead

choose your words

as my raft

and they carry me

throughout the day

well into the night

invade my dreams

like a sweet bee

bringing honey

strength patience

the blessings of toil

gathered  sweetness from flowers

growing near and far

the ones i see everyday

and the ones

i can only imagine