To Antonia
Different things:
a book read,
this flower picked,
one kiss taken.
And things that delight:
in the library,
amidst a garden,
caught in love’s embrace.
And my delight:
to keep control
and hold a sense
of rightness ruling
every action,
every thought,
every instance
met or made.
Let me look at all I see
that comes my way,
and with my eyes
make welcome;
no discrimination,
no diversion left
(or right) to comfort’s zone.
May all I touch, acquire, retain,
be honoured, rightly valued,
rightly owned, and used
well, and again.
May 2, 2013
May 2, 2013 at 7:14 AM UTC
To Antonia
Different things:
a book read,
this flower picked,
one kiss taken.
And things that delight:
in the library,
amidst a garden,
caught in love’s embrace.
And my delight:
to keep control
and hold a sense
of rightness ruling
every action,
every thought,
every instance
met or made.
Let me look at all I see
that comes my way,
and with my eyes
make welcome;
no discrimination,
no diversion left
(or right) to comfort’s zone.
May all I touch, acquire, retain,
be honoured, rightly valued,
rightly owned, and used
well, and again.
