Lavender skies morning rise pungent light 

whispers inside burgeoning eloquent

 mystic longing benevolent divine

 being present love eternal timeless

Trees.

There are always trees.

Trees 

rising and descending valiantly in both directions, 

seen and unseen,into the light and into the dark, 

burrowing heroically into the atmospheres 

of earth below and sky above, 

naked, vulnerable, exposed, 

beautiful 

in revelation 

and nuance, 

divine lines

holding fast, 

shuddering in the

 cold January winds, 

poised against the blue of the sky

to defy the ever present desperation of miseries 

both defined and denied, known and unknown.

Then I remember that there are trees.

There are always trees.

your heat your life your power your warmth your depth your touch your heart your mind your soul so open never closed poured out in wistful longing in bliss just one more kiss in every memory of  longing combined into this one moment goodbye waiting always waiting for one more time oh Heart! hold me to this Truth hold me to this path to completion and all I can do is Love you from within the depth of this place of heart overflowing my heart your heart always yours always mine forevermore