1. Rising in Light

 

In the morn

when I wake

the gray cloud of sadness

greets me

with its lonely cry

for attention.

I plod my way through it

and slowly

the light returns--

soft morning light,

yellow tinged with blue,

and once again,

I am renewed.

 

2. Walking in Love

 

I used to walk

through the day

striving to accept

all that displeased me

until one day

the covers fell away

from my eyes

and I saw 

Love, only Love,

everything real is Love,

all else is temporary,

fleeting, dissipating,

what endures is Love,

that is the Only Real Thing.

Now I walk through the day

asking to remember

there is nothing I need to strive to accept

because I see only what is real--

Love.