by Debbie Rainwater
I thought I caught a glimpse of you
in the early hours of today-
But it turned out to be the sunrise,
with it's colorful magic looking my way.
I thought I say you last night,
in the darkness of the skies above,
But it turned out to be a star,
with its promise of undying love.
I thought I felt you in the afternoon,
when something softly touched my face-
But it was merely a cleansing raindrop,
with all its splendor and its grace.
And then atop a majestic mountain,
in the back-roads of my mind -
I saw you sitting near some water,
reflecting love in the rays of sunshine.
I felt the gentle spirit resting comfortably
within your soul-
And I walked towards the waters of love,
that we were given to grow.
Seeds have been planted deep within
you and deep within me-
Harvest is yet in the future,
when we arrive to our destiny.
And like the farmer who depends on the
skies to nourish his crops below,
I will patiently look towards the heavens,
for nourishment in our own crop to grow..........