Could my gaze, like His,
Reveal perfect agape?
Not yet, so I pray.

Falling, In Love

Falling quickly to the ground,
Alone, with no one near.
Is it a leaf, I have found?
No, though many are here.

Maybe falling rays of light:
A sunset in the sky.
As the evening turns to night,
I see that too, and sigh

Yet still there is another fall:
Not leaves, nor a sunset.
Is it my own soul's helpless call?
I could speak ... no, not yet.

The three falls discussed above
As real as they may be.
Are not like your falls of love,
Climbing to Calvary.

A Sonnet of Coffee

The sun does not just shoot up to the sky

But wakes us slowly as it rises up

And so it is, my friend, with you and I

You bring more joy with each sip from the cup

It starts before you even pass my lips

Your perfume fills the air up as you brew

An aromatic Siren’s Song that drips

And lures me ‘cross the room again to you.

Its true, at first you’re bitter (that’s the norm)

But just a touch of sugar, and you’re nice

The perfect liquid way to keep me warm

And even in the summer, over ice.

I do not think that I, by any means

Could halt this love affair with magic beans

Heart

A beating heart
Lets one survive
A giving heart
Means one's alive