Thursday, July 5, 2007

My Love


There I was...

To all eyes, nothing but a fire,
Extinguished.
Nothing left to give...
And nothing needed.

Then you came...

With keen eyes you saw a spark.
Kneeling, you kindly and gently
Placed tinder and softly blew
Life into apparent dust.
Flames burst.

Here you stay...

Still carefully tending the fire.
And, with love and humility,
Warm and comfort yourself
Beside it.