It's certainly not finished yet, but here's our start. I'm happy to hear your input, and to see what kind of a poem you might write about someone you feel safe with. Or don't feel safe with.
A Safe Place to Land
In the moment, the time, when hearts meet and blossoms bloom
there is the mist of thoughts gently moving
through the meadows
into a timeless beat of a breath
the place which heralds
the delight of two hearts
falling into each other
onto the soft caress of the Mother's embrace,
the sturdy warmth of the Father's love,
the Universal flow of I am
all is
a safe place to land.
Ralph and Laura, 3/2/2012
All that said, here I am wearing nothing but an apron and a killer pair of Michael Kors red pumps. In my kitchen. Guess who took the photo?
I should invite Valerie Bertinelli and Demi Moore over for lunch.
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