Shadow Puppets

We responded to a deep consciousness,

when our passions did copy a truth.

A smile, a tender hand sliding hair

on her brow, she felt his own energy.

We could be here forever, a gift

as we felt together we were blessed.

Life’s heart and soul held a precious magic

when words and expressions attracted

our innermost questions of attachment.

I remember walking around, driving home

in a zone of satisfaction and sublime

acceptance, of that was our nuance,

allows our lives to feel real peace.