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Poetry of Priscilla (Petie) Saunders

WHERE IS LOVE?         

                     Some ask: “Where is Love?”

                     Love is in the clapping of thunder

                          And in the playful darting of lightening.

                    Love is in the eruption of a volcano

                           And in the soothing flames of a campfire.

                     Love is in the mighty torrent

                           And in the gentle falling rain.

                     Love is in the deafening roar of the ocean

                           And in the music of a bubbling brook.

                     Love is in the musky smell of the awakening earth in spring

                            And in the sweet fragrance of lilacs in bloom.

                     Love is the gnarly bramble bush.

                           And in the majestic redwoods.

                      Love is the bleating of a calf for her mother

                           And the nuzzling of noses when found.

                      Love is the cawing of  crows

                            And the flight of the hummingbird.

                      Love is the howling of wolves

                            And the exuberance of a pet greeting her family.

                      Love is the lonesome cry in the dark of night

                            And the light that comes in the morning.

                      Love is in the pain of childbirth

                            And in the holding of new life.

                      Love is the harsh words of emotion

                            And in the gentle touch of a loved one’s hand.

                    Love is seeing the laughter in another’s eye

                            And beholding the joy within your own.

                      Love is in the celebration of our humanity

                            While being in awe of our divinity.

                      Love is in the galaxies

                             And love abides within you.

                    Some ask: “Where is Love?”

                      I say: “Where is there not Love?”

 Poetry of Jeffrey Roberts

DEWDROP SYMMETRY

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once upon a dawn-lit morn

I'd chanced upon a dewdrop

a single sparkle of spectral light

perched silent midst flower petals

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tranquil in contemplation of such splendor

diminutive dewdrop had become vast ocean

miniscule rapture found in dewdrop-symmetry

 thus contained the grandeur of vast ocean-infinity

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charmed in meditation on this lustrous wonder

tiny liquid-mirror glistening in new-day-sun

trickled so delicately to greet its floral host

I saw ocean merging with distant shore

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fascination of this rainbowed droplet

conjured inspirations of its divinity

suspended within my dome of dew

was enclosed the purest essence

of

every

surge

in

every

ocean

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Jeffrey Roberts

©   nimbusGLOW   2008

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