Anna
you make such delicate marks
like script upon the skin of water
music notes within a waterfall; a sound
borne within the horn of a curling wave
a quiet, insistent rush...
a gentle touch upon the world
and you ask so simply, for the freedom
to give what you will, across the gap of time
to reach across distance and to flow
like cloud upon wind, join like breath inhaled
as spirit and body ...the love and the loved
in the filmy web of life, to find a place of meaning
you write upon the waters
and it remembers.
this poem is written for me by an AP favorite Peteskid
I am so very thankful; and surprised
http://allpoetry.com/poem/6573624
