Good morning my Loves,

[Guest guest]

For " L "

 

From where does all this come from?

The wind,

The sea,

Me?

 

Just how do I awaken in my morning breath,

In my earthly body,

To the lusty songs of small birds,

To the well-known song of Me?

 

Did I bring All This with me in the dream of Me?

Will it all go away one day?

Will it disappear like words a finger writes upon water?

Like a white cloud?

 

And if I should meet you this day,

Forgive me if I see the sunlight in your eyes

If I touch the moonlight in your hair,

Kiss the starlight falling from your open mouth,

 

Where we swim together,

if only for this

.... one... Glorious... moment.

 

 

 

Let Your Children Bring Their Song

 

 

When I was a small child

I pretended to hide

and other children would find me.

 

When I was a young woman

I pretended love would find me

and my Lover would know me.

 

Now that I am silvering,

I know where Love has hidden

And here I find myself,

 

....Once and again...

 

 

Love,

Ana