Pondering

Like a tree standing in

the face of adversity,

burning with determination,

he faced her silence

with amid joy and

elation.

Just when the sun began

to disappear behind

the blue sea,

and shadows into her

world began to creep,

his voice echoed through

the southern breeze,

leaving her calm

and tranquil.

The one who makes

her heart light up with love,

and awaits her presence

through the days

in peace unwilling to cease,

with emotions as vast

as ocean deep.

So wonderful was the rejoicing

caught in his rhythm,

soothing and singing her to sleep,

cued by the mother moon,

leaving her soul

in a stir of stars where whispers

of love accent her night,

and swans of songs,

splashing her dreams

with blissful themes.

Therese copyright, 2000

Back To Midnight Whispers