Monday, November 1, 2010



whose feet are these
slipsliding in the ocean of all that is,
what catches up the breath
in the flow of everyday things,
lurching the heart to fear?

so close is love to fear 
and no seam to follow one way or the other...
only a slight lean on the spirit to guide the craft.

this was a hard risk many days, for both of us,
a leap out of the boat for no apparent reason,
other than for love.

of such is the curve of this kind of grace 
precious as foam
on the long wave homing to shore.


2 comments:

Arborescence said...

I'm glad you chose to "leap out of the boat for no apparent reason." Love smiles on risk takers!!

just another duck on the pond said...

... thanks, big A, you please me no end with your thought on that.