Stopping to Fall in Love

STOPPING TO FALL IN LOVE

My tears fall
On crisp pages
Of black and white,

Soaking the words,
The memory
Of all that was
And is

And is to come
Fills my heart—
My heart
Not broken
But gloomy
And set on its course
For Light
And Truth

Stopping to fall in love
With trees all green
Fields full of wildly blooming
Pinks and purples.

The air adrift,
Like aimless vagabond
Bursting with herbs and
Scent of Angels.

Give to me
My part, my share
My bounty
Of your beauty, so fair…
So wide with Promise
With fresh hope.

A breeze full of tomorrow
And all its wonder.