Wednesday, June 23, 2010
The baby Cardinals lay on the ground...They had fallen from their nest. I saw the mother and father making distress calls on the sidewalk and I walked over to find out what was wrong and found them like this. One had died already and the other was still alive.
My daughter and I got a paper towel and put the other one back in his nest..The nest was in the red bush above the gate..
Silent tears streamed down my face..I could not quit crying for awhile.
The mother and father bird flitted about scared and nervously..
And I thought they "feel" just like we do, they just can't talk. They have fears just like us. And sorrow like we do.
So I said a prayer that their other baby would live...
Tuesday, June 22, 2010
I imagine me coming to your door..You are waiting for me there..Your strong tan hand on the wooden frame
I knock, hesitantly...And you immediately answer
No words are are spoken between us
You take me in your arms and kiss me to the bed..Not stopping
Your tongue implores mine to never leave
We stumble over shoes and books you have so carelessly left laying around
We make it to the bed and you slowly undress me..Gently..Kindly..Lovingly, like you would a child
I turn my face away because you know I am held together by tape and glue
Slow tears pour from the corners of my eyes
You take your hands and lift my face to yours...You speak
"Your body is just a small extension of who you really are- I want to make love to you because I have connected to you in a place where no words exist. You are in my spirit-And I am in yours"
Then you slowly make love to me, and I to you
Then we lay beside each other face to face, and you say
"My heart is yours"