Autumn Homecoming

On a Saturday morning

Of autumn time

The tears that silently fall

Down my cheeks

Bring me home

At last

To myself

My heart

My soul

My mind

And body

Unite again,

Today...

It has been an agony

Of struggle

And madness

As each ran it's own course

And neither the right course

And in the process of letting go

And shedding

Of Autumn time...

The tears wash away

Everything

And I release

Everything

For I am

Everything

I will ever need

And at last

I return home

And in that quiet humble place

The divine meets with me

And I settle deep within presence 

And awareness of 

The divine in me

Love and waiting

"Being with you is life! Everything else is just waiting..."

Words he says to me-

2 weeks!

Last gentleman standing

I saw him through the day

His face familiar 

But I could not locate 

Him in my memory

In the courtyard we met

Him leaving 

I walking in

We had spoken 

In written words before

I thought I knew his face

He reminded me then

Why I knew his face

We walked back in

In the maelstorm of the evening

We kept missing each other

Until at last we spoke 

He saw me

He heard me

And in the pull of the crowd

We parted

And came together 

Over a meal

I shed a tear

And as he listened

He handed me

A handkerchief...

The last gentleman standing 

My angel of grace

Struggle and surrender

We struggle

For love

For love

We surrender 

(Today's truth...)

I want your face on my rock

"Are you on my continent?" I asked

"East of you", he said

There's his rock...

And my rock...

"I want your face on my rock-"

I simply stated...

His rock and my rock

Have been around a while

Oceans apart 

But yet

Our hearts are united

We've orbited around each other for over ten years

I like him in my orbit...

He thinks our paths criss cross 

And that we drift apart and come together when we are troubled

I disagree

I think we come together when we have drifted too far from our own true selves

He is not my mirror

He is like the beat to my heart

I once crossed an ocean 

And landed on his rock

I knew it not at the time

But he was the pull that took me that far...

We did not see it coming

It was preordained

Our meeting would happen

The stars proclaimed

He gave me a gift

I never knew 

I had always wanted...

I knew not that I wanted it

Until he placed it in my hands

He asked what my mom thought

I told him no thought mattered

No opinion was needed

I love him 

And that was all that really mattered 

He thinks it an honor

To have met me

I told him to own it

It was his right...

He said to me

"I have wanted to call you 

So many times....

But then I think

She must be busy or counseling or sleeping ...

And then I put the phone down

The call never made."

I told him

"One day

Your soul will tell you to call me

And your heart will refuse to listen to your brain 

And then it will happen

The call will be made"

I love this man

In the most honest way...