My love plants for you a long journey in the ocean of wondering enhanced by bird notes that mingle in honeysuckle air with fast creeks...My winds sail your ships of love from the harbor of peace to collide with the multitude of uncertainty. My days shape up your destiny and changes your branches of life to hold pliant peace that marks moments in time..My ocean is a deep one from all the digging I did to discover the inner thread of the secrecy of who I am. My life is illuminated by the secret lamp of the night, seeking a balm of silence with muted music.... The sea and the fog are my own friends...My whole life is the nearest sun which shines on me alone....weaves my own eyes with thousands of colors...At the end of my day I greet the moon with shadows of dreamless hours. So many love letters I wrote to the summer nights....to trace their bruising beauty with roses and visual poems.My whole life...My whole universe is in your hand now...A new season from you I love to live in...A season with no bridges of any distance or any time.A season where anticipation breeds and hold euphoria that exceeds reality. A season of words which convey much more than the urbane I had grown to expect.A season which builds a snow blanket to warm a cold world with a white oneness, then, through the night, piles the cover on to grow the number of dormant days. A season which plays the swan song of the latest show of my life where I leave my hosts in a stir of winds marking well the memory of heartstrings tossing their silhouettes. Therese copyright,1999
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Heartstrings