Roots and anchors 
things that hold
glue and stitch 
things that bind
trust and truth
things that keep 
love and life 
things that find 

If we could 
meet just once 
detouring my life 
like some track
veering left or 
right taking me 
somewhere besides ahead 
I know I’d
find something else 
around those bends
that before then 
I’d never see
and yet after 
would be less
had I not 

I sit quietly 
letting thoughts go 
and dance in 
the delicate sprinklers
of inspired intimacy 
naked they leap
turn and fall 
sunlight catching little 
pebbles of water 
making them glow 
like floating fireflies 
amidst the deepening 
darkness of some 
far off summer 

If you 
made sound 
besides laughter 
I’d hear
the ocean
at day
and snow 
at night 
and felt
you’d be 
spring warming 
prompting me 
to bloom

Now that 
I am 
finally humming 
right along 
having done 
what needed 
to be
we can 
focus on 
you making 
us better 
now it’s 
your turn 
to rise
and shine 
and mine 
to cheer