look my way

look out of my eyes

and ears

and speak with my mind

taste the goodness

the subtle

flutterings of forgiveness

flying one by one

out of my heart



Curtain

hands reaching forward

to penetrate the swaying

beaded curtain, knowing

there is no explanation,

left front finger

touching a bead



Hidden Treasure

woven within these words,

wandering waves of

wonder working love leap

lightly laughingly

into the light



Touched

the mind touched

by an atmosphere of love

awakens from sleep

slides from one satisfaction

to another




Seed

the opening of a seed

into a sprout

into a sapling

into a tree

the opening of love

into forgiveness

into kindness

into me




Through The Veil

my life is a prayer

to a presence on the other side of the veil

shining through

call it what you will




On Being A Person

involuntary, my heart beat

voluntary, my love of you




The Everything Connecting Thread

inner eye focusing on the

everything connecting thread

knowing that if it breaks

I’m shaking my fist at the

car that cuts in front of me

and the black gate swings open



The Gardener

the gardener is here

striking the weeds away

she’s with us, helping each moment

into the light of day



Gold

gold, there’s gold

buried in the flesh

ancient, mysterious

glimmering of brightness

life everlasting

all poems on this page copyright 2006 by Sylvia Partridge