A big green meadow
opened in my heart
filled with dark purple larkspur
and fragrant sage—
and I stepped into it,
wondering how I had ever
stepped out of it—
come, meet me here,
here in the temple
of pulse and blue sky,
where everything
seems possible,
even love forever,
even love right now.
Beautiful. I heard you on the Rattle podcast and really enjoy your poetry. Following your posts.
thank you, Karen! That was a fun interview … thanks for visiting ahundredfallingveils!