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Twilight ( Hawaii)
When the twilight came,
It came quietly, easily.
It was as natural as a sunny,
Warm, summery day in July.
Since words cannot purchase feeling,
The way authentic emotion can,
Picture if you will,
A source of light glowing like
A sunrise, a sun at high noon,
And a sun setting low-
All at once.
The baby- new rouge of the new sun,
The golden warmth of the noon time,
And the gentle "so-long" of the rose
In the sky at suppertime's evening coffee...
These were the sensations and colors.
I experienced no fear.
But rather, I was welcomed home.
I felt no guilt.
Instead, accomplished.
At the abeyance of regret,
There was no second guess.
My heart's being was filled with love.
It is all around.
I am not judged.
I am not begrudged.
What we do
Is not
Necessarily what we are.
Our intention is the spark,
And not the ball we carried "this far".
In every life we make mistakes.
The path we take winds and ambles.
Getting to the end is not the goal.
It is the experience on the way.
We do things because we love,
And for being in love.
And yet, we do other things
That hurt people we love because
We think, at times, we have none.
Although i am gone,
I am not lost.
Leaving and arriving
Took but a wink.
It is always only "now".
I am alive, of course.
And I am a well with water,
If you will.
I want you to know
That i think of you still.
And I love you, too.
