Papillion
wings open slowly and
hold still
awaiting warmth
of the sun
to dry her tears
12.12.01
Touch Divine
Not power
Over or
Power under
Nor comfort,
Escape
No consolation
Mistake
Let this not be
About control or
Dreamy fantasy
Please
Rather
Convergence on
mediated ground
Edge of two beings
Border opens door on
Greater dimension
expressing
Becoming
Love complete
Acceptance
Humanness touched
Divine.
12.05.01