Love Arrives

On a morning breeze,

When you least expect it,

Turning days, hours, and moments

Into here and now.

Time elapsed synchronizes

With time forward.

The road ahead 

Remains the road home.

You could not dream a better dream —

Arriving on this sun-kissed day,

Blending light and air,

Body and soul,

Giving hope and joy,

To nourish the spirit.

We will, in time, ease

Into this love, this life,

Within us,

Between us,
Around us.

Trees. God. Water.

Three elements,

with Him (or Her) in the middle.

Rise up and sink down,

but stride the middle way.

Seek what you seek.

Find it in friend or foe,

blessed, blessed again.

Not dying, but rising up, up, up,

seeing the infinity in the sky,
in the ripple of wind over water,

and Him (or Her) between,

pulling, pushing, reaching,

filtering light, in the

sun above and pool below.