"bliss"

"bliss"
 nature’s kiss
silent white
a flight into fantasy...
erratic
erotic
unpredictable

calm
within
breath

stimulating
without
exertion

frozen toes
piercing cold
sweltering inside

let
burn control
put
sound on hold

silent white
whispers

though the night
calls
for answers
pronounce a pause

slide into fantasy
exotic
hypnotic
unpredictable

lukewarm
won’t do
stir the ash
ignite the ember
fuel the fire
pour something cool
sipping ever
………………ever
so slow
leave the light low

silent white
………………… bliss

~Gwynneth Green~

Our children

"Your children are not your children.
They are the sons and daughters of Life’s longing for itself.
They come through you but not from you,
And though they are with you yet they belong not to you.
You may give them your love but not your thoughts,...
For they have their own thoughts.
You may house their bodies but not their souls,
For their souls dwell in the house of tomorrow, which you cannot visit, not even in your dreams.
You may strive to be like them, but seek not to make them like you.
For life goes not backward nor tarries with yesterday.
You are the bows from which your children as living arrows are sent forth.”

~ Khalil Gibran