Every Word a Whisper
By Michael Todd, Alba Hernández Abrego, Linda Thurmond, Sandra Canfield, and
I am inherently happy... not a care in the world... scary moments;
Still, going to roll with it as long as there is a downhill in my path.
A great portion of these portents come from your sweet presence,
Let me not take this for granted, before fending off inevitable wrath.
Retrospection, unexpected guest,
Past's picture of cherished faces;
Blessed life, fulfilled with the best,
Tears, smiles and treasured places.
Memories in the mind, lost and hard to find,
the way remains of the day not to fade away,
Heart visions point to path, all to remind
Memories buried within the soul never to stray.
Tentative glances leading to tentative words, a smile,
And the holy miracle of the very first touch,
And I wonder at the smell, the light, the incredible
joy of discovering, that I could love anyone that much.
Ghost or Angel, all I feel is the love,
of a presence here, now and past somehow...
Every word now a whisper, every thought below, as above,
Life or death, it is all the same in the end...just energy, just a glow.