The Words of A Stranger

Life is about the exchange of energy. It can be either a positive or negative charge that creates the spark for life. There are people that touch us and leave an edible print upon our soul. But I find it more surprising not in those who made an impact in my life, but those  that somehow felt a connection in the passing of souls.
I was once saddened by a road not traveled and felt sorrow for all that which would never be. The surrounding source of  negative energy blinded my view and I felt  at a loss. The hunger for love and
the need to leave my own footprints upon the sand triggered a passion that still flows like a volcano erupting.

It was a simple hello,
a dance on the clouds,
the feel of your arms.
the love that surrounds.

The wiping of tears,
the warming of heart,
listening close , from
near and a far.

The faith and the hope,
the dreams and desire
and the magic of life
that set my soul afire.

It was believing,
and understanding,
holding my hand
and the timing like
grains of sand.


It was a simple hello,
a dance on the clouds,
the feel of your arms.
the love that surrounds.

The sparkle of your eyes,

the happiness deep inside

and that is how I view you,

in the image of love true.

 ~

My heart leads,

 my soul follows.