And yet again
As love is
Known to do
It surprised me
Coming from behind
Around a corner
Or even from
Right in front
It did appear
Like a sultan
On a camel
In the dessert
Of my life
Take my hand
I will take
You to my
Tent give you
Drink bathe you
In fragrant water
Letting you rest
For a while
There with me
In loves oasis
There are not
Degrees of love
But rather types
Just like flowers
There is not
Degrees of beauty
But rather types
If one recognizes
One then one
Certainly recognizes all
But in order
To see or
Feel just one
You must first
Be in awe
Of them all
Then you are
Capable of choosing
Which when where
This I know
You are windows
And not walls
You let me
See rather than
Keeping me hidden
You give me
Air to breathe
Sunshine to feel
Rain to watch
You teach me
Things about myself
That without windows
I’d never see
It’s like I
Never thought of
You because you
Were always here
Here every day
Why did it
Take eighteen months
To understand that
It is you
You that makes
My morning morning
And bedtime bedtime
That without you
Those simple things
Would simply be
Just simple things
How did I
Not know that
Those simple things
Make everything else
Between them better
Just like the
Sun and moon
Make my world
The world that
It is better
In the wood
Sat a prince
Thinking just thinking
Thinking about what
Was before him
Entering the wood
Came a man
Drawn by fire
Why so forlorn
He did ask
The young prince
There’s much to
Do he said
And you think
By sitting thinking
That it will
Be accomplished the
Man then asked
I don’t know
The young prince
Replied I do
The man said
Let us be
Friends let me
And not you
Slay the dragons
Let you be
The prince that
Will be king
That is friendship
Doing the one
Thing that will
Elevate the other
HARLAN DIDRICKSON 