And then like
Storm clouds which
Pass and sun
Breaks free your
Texts warmed me
Wrapped their arms
Around me like
A protective parent
After nights nightmares
Like fresh mountain
Air they filled
Me with hope
Oh and excitement
Like a boy
With a puppy
You found me
A new friend
Here in morning
I find peace
Rising like the
Sun East it
Grows with time
And covers everything
Like late night
Snow softly and
Slowly blankets landscape
And summer rain
Cools dancing children
Peace is the
Breath of God
And yet again
The skies clear
And the last
Of rain falls
From leaves and
Eaves as diamonds
Hang as raindrops
Off the peonies
While sunlight breaks
Through warming streets
Making them steam
Like old locomotives
This was you
Today for me
We should all
Listen to the
Wind more often
It sings the
Soul’s song a
Whisper a
Whistle a storm
And a wee
Sit and listen
To hear the
Sounds of souls
Saying live now
Love often and
Above all sing
The souls song
You asked if
I write love
Ambrosia I breathe
Love like the
Nectar bumblebees dance
About like the
Smell of sweet
Freshly clipped grass
Like the cologne
That hangs as
Men pass by
Like the nothingness
Of fresh snow
Love to me
Is everything and
Also nothing so
Yes I write
Love for there
Is nothing else
To write about
HARLAN DIDRICKSON 