not all who wander are lost

not all who wander are lost

Wednesday, April 07, 2010

Night visit from a poet

A poet is someone
Who can pour Light into a spoon,
Then raise it
To nourish
Your beautiful parched, holy mouth.


Last night, both Leo and I woke up to an owl. Loud beautiful close. A poet under the stars.

1 comment:

della said...

I think you have a special connection to the wildlife around you, especially the birds. Weere you a bird in your previous life?