There is a radiance
in the face of a flower
and of a new born child
that demands attention
and calls forth
from deep within
an answering echo
of the love personified
in all this innocence.

I see it still,
in the movements
of a dancer,
the voice of a singer,
when they rejoice
in their art
unrestrained by
conventions
celebrating life.

I remember,
though vaguely,
a time when it was so
for me, as well,
as I held my lover’s
fingers and tingled
to the first touch
of Love upon my skin,
and felt the full
excitement
of an unknown
dimension.

with time,
my eyes grow dim,
my flesh untouched,
and loneliness
creeps in, closing
my light beneath
a shuttered facade
of self protection
and control.

yet, there can be
another way,
with heart allowed
to find enjoyment
in the smallest things,
to celebrate connections
with the earth,
to revel in the smell
of rain and dance
in moonlight
by the surf,
unconstrained by
imagined reality or
physical conventions.

as I settle
into stillness
and allow
my breath to
guide me,
I feel the edges
of my world expand
and flow
out beyond the edges
of my room
to travel where
awareness
beckons
and sense this radiance
settle where it’s needed
like a cloak
enfolding
and comforting
and altering the
tense vibrations
into waves of peace.

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11:05:20