Living - and already savoring - the Adventures across the backroads of western Idaho and eastern Oregon!

07 April 2013

You hold me with a Touch (a poem)

You hold me with a touch,
And keep me in the moment.

But I’m on to you,
on to your complexity
of emotion, delusion, careening.

You ping me for awhile,
But know that I’m a bit wise.

Enfold me or entreat me, 
but I’m here on the ground.

Crash, bam, lay it out.
And with a rueful smile, I
collect, absorb and endure.

This love is what it is, my son, 
Just for you.

You rush toward moments that cannot
change what Just Is.  

The straight line is,
The jagged edges are,
Unconditional Love.

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