led on a path of unknowing
but deep longing

believing in that longing
to come to fruition

confirmation at last
at the oasis of solid reality

you move on knowing
longing has melded with eternity

just enough steam
or even gasoline

just enough words
just enough love.

scratching love hearts in tree bark
poetry solid as Oak

carving a little deeper
and deeper still...

Seashells so pretty
Blue ocean that calls to me
Beneath shadows dream

Delicate the bud
Like the heart not yet open
A love incomplete

Forest in moonlight
Indigo spills into night
Teal the moss aglow

used to have to walk for miles
having much needing to be healed

now a stroll around the garden
-a little piece of paradise

or a drive around the Island
and beauty astounds

all this leading to a heartfelt
Thank you to the Divine.