Today, like every other day, we wake up empty
and frightened. Don't open the door to the study
and begin reading. Take down a musical instrument.
Let the beauty we love be what we do,
There are hundreds of ways to kneel and kiss the ground.
The Open Way
|Last night you looked so lovingly at me|
I had to turn away.
You know there are two ways to love
a friend said to me:
Face to face, eye to eye, skin to skin
And in the other way one gives love
at a distance
And hopes they pick up clues.
Yesterday I bought you a dozen red roses
each was a clue
And a promise that some day I would learn
to love the open way of the flower.