the gift of sight is like a seed

You are always that gift to the eye
Sight

You are as ever that joy for the heart
Hope

And you appear that escape in the mind
Dreams

So as they are all I can hold
ThanQ

fellowship

Life is in sharing . . . What

Another gives of themselves

As a gift in love

Oh dear Sapph my tears could not say enough

Oh ! Sapph as Art I love you
now as a person I adore you
and all I can say is "Thank you"

As an offering to beauty

I write these words that you bring
to my heart

They are as personal as the tears
that come to my eyes

Hope as an Ingredient (like cornflour!!!)

Hope binds the consistency of Life
Together to hold a Vision
For the Future

As a garment

Woman you wear that exclusive
Air of interest As scent
Is to a honeysuckle fresh
With the mystery lingering
Until long after you have gone

a testimony to Real - ize

You Realize to others what
is their desire within

Your gift is the style that
their hearts collect to wear

Just believe me for it is you
the light you wear modestly

"just wait"

I hold out my hand to catch
drops of rain

But perhaps it is hope that
touches me

Then I think about you in
the wind and the sun

And words whisper quietly
"just wait"

of beauty through joy or even owned by sadness

Tears are an open confession

Without any finite limitation

Shadowing the person within

if the moon and starlight

My Fair Lady

freedom as time

Freedom is the Author`s right to give
this gift is of spiritual revelation alone

Which is by Grace the right connection
for then time becomes fluently fulfilled

quietly as the sun sets

no man is an island

My heart would care to share
With you even your breathing

the "naturality" of free - will

With you as the candle

Can I help myself as a moth

threads to satisfy a Tapestry in Love

Spirits are bound by knowing
the same need is personal

Souls come together kindling
a similar joy Fuel for living

Bodies know unity by desiring
the reward pleasures bring