A Voice As Sweet As Honey
In the still of the night
moonlight shimmers and dances
on a tranquil sea.
I hear a voice as sweet as honey,
an Angels voice.
"Come sit with me
and enjoy the pink Moon."
So I take a little time.
Watching the changing color of the waves
silently break upon the shore.
We sit together in reverie
and I hear in the deepest
part of myself.
It's not your fault,
not my fault,
that we love.
James Encinas
The freedom from fault, where love arises. We sit together in reverie.
Thank you.
Kirk