He tells me the names of the flowers
growing on our meandering road,
their petals too pleasant for picking,
and he shows me the flight of the geese
above us, in silvery sunlight.
He does this so gentle and trusting.
What is love or not? All that matters,
he’s patient while I keep on asking.
The more as he teaches of living
there are more questions coming to me.
We walk hand in hand on our journey,
the lines in his face are deep rivers,
all his tears are ships sailing to sea,
his eyes reflecting past and future.
My companion in life he is: time.
I wish everyone a very good 2014! Big hugs, love, arohanui xxx 🙂