flight of the butterfly, rising free
In each and every moment
Providence fills the heart
Remembering to remember
Love is the place to start
Bursting forth from the frozen tundra
Flower begins to reach toward the sun
Growing from the bulb planted in warmth
Filled in the nutrients of a giving earth
Quiet peace flows from the vision
Of the petals, pure, true and new
Love most perfect, real and forever
Beautiful blossom of most soft petals
Dearest Joddy,
I love how you love me. I love that you inspire me to create such beautiful words. Even in such beauty, I cannot begin to express the fullness of the love I feel for you and from you. You are indeed my rising blossom, my soft petal, my present and true love, my one and only.
Yours,
Steve