In the atmosphere above the sun
the sky is dark and stars whirl.
From there love scatters earthward
arcing the distance between the divine and us,
–and I am drenched with it.
In the way my small boy,
newly walking, curls his fingers
tightly around my hand
and together we cross the room;
or the way my man
cups my face in his hands, still fiercely
with want and tenderness after seven years.
Lovely – both the watercolor and the poem. Happy Valentine’s Day
Whenever I’m feeling even the slightest bit down, I just have to come over here to your journal, to get the perfect pick-me-up.
Now THAT is a Valentine!
You are a special one …
i just love what you had to say. absolutely wonderful.
magic.
and made me love the word
arcing
when i hadn’t really thought about it
before.
beautiful!
Joy!
that was beautiful
Simply stunning words. Thanks for sharing that…
this is just lovely … the image is so … moving? i need a more effective word …
beautiful beautiful beautiful! you have such a way with words!
lovely words, my friend.
this is amazing and beautiful. thank you.
that is joyous …
what an amazing, tender poem and painting for a valentine. Your family is lucky, Christina!
I love this.
What a beautiful Valentine…to a beautiful family.