Nightfall

gossamer veil

Eyes closing

Like a gossamer veil

When night falls

Lashes brush cheeks

And voices murmur,

A soft, familiar current

Folded around

Encompassing

Neither here nor there,

Just resting in the arms of one who knows

Everything, and nothing

Willing to share

To feel

To waken to awareness

Pure, simple

A deep breath exhales

Against tender flesh

Gentle hands guide through the night

No past no future

Only now

Only peace

Only joy

Only love.

 

By Deborah E. Dayen

To Just Be

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Rhythmically lifting.

Gliding over limbs

Like silky fabric.

Cooling, soothing

The seagulls called

And pelicans flew low over the water

Like low flying jets

Looking for a meal.

Parasailors in the distance,

And a cormorant on top of a buoy.

Waves breaking on the beach

As we drifted with the tide

In and out

Up and down

Laughing

Holding on

Embracing in the turquoise waters

White sand beneath our feet

Blue sky above our heads

Telling stories

Of old,

Of new.

Bonded and freed

By the force of nature

That gently rolled the ocean in

And just let us be

Part of that one great thing.

 

By Deborah E. Dayen

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Hand in Hand

dream in hand

A dream was held in the palm of her hand

She could see it

She could feel it

An ethereal wind blew across her brow

She breathed the dream in.

It became part of her.

Like blood and bones

Breath and movement.

Every day since,

Good times or bad,

She and the dream,

Now her reality,

Danced together.

Hand in hand

Embracing life.

Joy manifested.

 

By Deborah E. Dayen

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Looking for Inspiration

My arms are sore

I held on too long to things that robbed me

My knees buckle

I walked a hard path that strained without reason

My ankles are stiff

They are unsure where to set my feet on the ground

My neck turns with difficulty

I didn’t want to see too much

My shoulders tire

I carried burdens not mine

 

I sit in darkness

Waiting for the light

Knowing it will come

I’ve learned the lesson well

I always knew love was all there was

Now it’s found me

 

I can let go the greedy things that swindled me

I’ve found a softer path

Where I can step safely

I can see the sun rise and set

And put down the burdens which are not mine.

 

Because you loved me.

By Deborah E. Dayen

Succumbing

running on dunes

There was freedom

In her hair

flowing like ribbons behind her

As she galloped over the clouds and rain

To that place where no one claimed her

Except herself.

She breathed in the scent of love

And picked her way through the dunes

Til she found him

Waiting

With the stars in his eyes

And comets in his hands.

Succumbing,

She knew she was home.

 

By Deborah E. Dayen

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Found

broken

You found me

Just in the nick of time,

Saving me from myself,

Stopping my slide into the abyss

 

 

You found me

And picked me up.

You dusted me off and

Thought I was beautiful.

 

 

You found me

And you held me

Like a bunch of flowers

You nourished my soul.

 

 

You found me

And then

I found you too.

Love of my life.

By Deborah E. Dayen

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