More than the greatest love the world has known, this is the love I give to you alone. More than the simple words I try to say, I only live to love you more each day.~Norman Newell
I’m sitting on a chair just after rain
washed the morning. Birds exalt from treetops.
John carries the brisket–well injected
and rubbed–to the smoker. It’s Saturday.
Introducing August in cool breezes
teasing precious drops from the maze of leaves
above me. Investing my currency
singing Present! in tune, open-hearted.
Oh, there’s no rhyme or reason in this verse.
I am alive and thriving, can you tell?
Releasing triggers as they find me whole
and dancing, in love, my heart reveals more.
And the quiet pacing and simplicity of Matt Monro’s cover of the song More (ti guardero nel cuore translates to look inside my heart.)