The Awakening Day

gentle as
a mother’s kiss
the touch of dawn

Between And Beside

amidst the prickly places
filaments of tenderness
keep calling for touch

Climb A Tree

cross the lake
scale the mountain
touch the sky

The Power Of Love

tender hearts
reach to warm
the cold, hard granite

How Day Breaks

God’s finger
a single ray of light
the touch of the divine