I've been waiting for others to add their poems, or poems from others that have touched their lives, or uplifting stories to share - none so far so here's one more of mine, plua another I like by another poet.
Janet
KINDRED SOULS
Fresh and new, our kindred souls
Bubbled o�er in sheer delight,
Ventured shyly from our bowl
And glided forth on wings of light.
Long we�d played on morns of song
Content to stay in beauty bright,
But now, we separate lept along
No longer gather�d in circle tight.
Each alone, each on our own,
We left warm knowing, each to go,
Adventure lay before, unknown.
Open to risk, explore, and grow,
Until at last, complete and whole
We gathered back, in crystal shone.
Rejoined together, kindred souls,
Our journeys o�er, our pathway known.
And I and you, and each of us
Alone to learn, had caught the Truth
That each had found for joy, we must
At last be rejoined back, forsooth,
Together �twined in bonds of love,
Returned from crystal bowl we pour
And back again. No more to rove,
Kindreds whole for evermore.
-Janet
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In a Garden After Rain
I walked through an old garden after rain,
Where buds and boughs and fresh-drenched earth all seethed
With eagerness to drink new life again,
And grow in fullest beauty as they breathed
The cool, life-giving, scented evening air
While cloud-draped sun still lingered in the west;
I neighbored with young, growing things out there -
Found power that soothed the senses and brought rest.
There is a power still sweeter, more desired,
You hold for me, and if I might demand,
I�d ask to see your face - when sad or tired,
To talk with you and reach and touch your hand -
Feel joy renewed, soul cleansed, heart freed from pain;
