My love.

This poem came about after I realized what could have been if only I had listened to my gut feeling and taken action. If only I had turned right instead of left, how life could have been so much different if I had listened to and followed spiritual guidance. I wonder if my life would have been like the people in the poem.

We love sitting in the garden in spring, having coffee while listening to the sparrows sing.

We like camping in a wood with the dog, just sitting there next to a fire-burning log.

We love the birds, the bees, and the wind rushing through the trees.

We like walking hand in hand barefoot on the beach, skimming stones on the water, to see how far we reach.

We love playing in the snow late at night, making snowballs for the dog, which he would bite.

I love my girl; if I were an oyster, she’d be my pearl.

We both like lying naked in bed, re-enacting the night we wed.

This is what I would like to do: keep on dreaming, and it may come true.