words create worlds
‘Your poem has been heard! Your wish, as well.’ (Aloft – “I wish I could have cried a rainbow in your palms”) On Nov. 19th, an outburst of Northern Lights over Tromsø, Norway, painted the sky with all the colors of the rainbow. Aurora tour guide Marianne Bergli photographed the outburst. http://www.spaceweather.com/archive.php?view=1&day=20&month=11&year=2018 It was very convenient for
I wish you could have comprehended the light that crosses our conjoined veins I wish you could have felt its music, the magic chords of harmony we sought. I wish you could have known that words can only keep us far, aloft… I wish you could have heard the tears embedded in my silence.
Oh, how I need this snow! (This snow) This white comprising rainbows (of all our feelings, of us all) the purifying light illuminating (the coldness of our lives) the seven steps, (the stairway to our human heaven,) this burning light (the candle of our life) inside the graciousness of heart (a burning altar of our
Worlds of Words 