Thursday, August 8, 2013

THE DEW ON THE ROSES



Be still
And feel the beating of your heart
The source of where it all began.
The silence you cannot hear
in the city night--
Is also your lover's embrace.

Toss your head back
Throw the paisley scarf
across your neck--
The one with the hand- knotted fringe
And know you are in this world
To be heard.

Written words
Are Not Enough
Lilting Hips
Are not Enough
Perfumed Lips
Are not enough
Caressing Hands
Are not enough
Raising Children
Is not enough
Working a Career
Is not enough.
You must open
those lips and
Speak
What is in your heart.

All you need is one word to start, 
Like:  "The dew!"