In pursuit of compassion

I see where love lies

Caught in the arms of those who know

The touch of love in the eyes,

The soul of the world in another.

We carry each other through

This life that often leaves us tired,

As we try to navigate the roads

That often leave us lost,

With love in our hearts we shelter

The weakest of the flock,

Teaching ourselves how joy can be found

Wrapped in the arms we keep safe

That which we hold sacred and dear,

Those who fuel our inspiration

And get us through until tomorrow comes.

In the eyes of the protectors we are human,

Ourselves for better or worse

But never condemned in their eyes

For we are their world

A piece of each of us made whole

In unconditional love.

I found this photo on the Internet and had to write something. As I worked out sore muscles this evening in the pool, and let it be known I never swim in the evening, I surfaced at the end of the pool to find my dog a bit frantic, as if she were my lifeguard tasked with saving her damsel…..no distress and thank goodness, no wet dog to dry off in the end….gotta love those pets. Thank you Apple for worrying…alas no camera to capture the moment….wouldn’t have fared well for the KodakšŸ˜Š

NaPoWriMo-Day Eight- Dance of the desert rose

I saw them there dancing beneath the sun,

Arms high as if in praise,

In ecstasy they stood tall

Curves smooth and flowing

Legs flowing into the earth.

A gift to see these dancing forms,

Free and wild with abandon they beckoned me,

Join in the celebration of magic and life,

To swing and move feeling it all

The joy of living,

The happiness everything around us.

They reached out as if to say

This is all that matters child,

Here and now beneath the sun

And when she sets another will rise

Giving light this new moon to ignite

The spirit and passion

In this dance of the desert rose.

Day eight prompt was to pick a flower and write a poem about it, my neighbor gave me as a house warming gift, a desert rose but alas the one bloom it possessed had fallen off so in her stead, I found his image which made me feel happy and they seem to me to be dancing, these big curvaceous blooming trees and of course I had to join in. Enjoy, dedicating this to Elouise….you will dance to the new steady beat….thinking of you with joy and all that is good.

Peace

K