One of my favorite words might be overused,
less important to you
even if spoken in the nature of
Could we ever really give final definition
to the thoughts we realize
are sometimes a notion
in our mind.
I would sit here all day long only to offer
her a moment of quiet peace
in her silence
her own space.
If every time I would suggest I want only
to offer you a moment of silence,
that feeling of abandon
I once sat by a lake and as waters rippled,
my tears did flow, a sort of God moment
actually it was that moment,
and my tears did fall.
Wonder with me what is the simple act
of sight, of knowing, of feeling
where our bodies become
an artistry of love.
© Thom Amundsen 7/2021
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