Thursday, July 14, 2016


“We are always traveling and traveling as if we did not know where we were going. “ Thomas Merton

Warm wind stirring our
tallest trees.  Sunset retrieves
another hot day.

Descends silken night;
passion ignites summer's sky,
stars, like wine, delight!

In cool rooms I'll wait
for you to awake. O come!

We'll begin again!

(31 Oct 2013)