Mountain ridges Stretch out, one after another -- As far as the eye can see -- into the distance. Each one fades into lighter Shades of blue. Gentle valleys And pleasant meadows dot this frail existence. Every moment of rest, amidst pains, Hints at ancient memories We once knew. Walking on -- And pushing through this desert of resistance -- Each new turn of the path is entwining hearts, that Used to be two. Standing On the precipice of now*, You are at the center of my experience, Every act of love you create is echoing back -- magnified -- Inside of you. Mirrored eternities, Past and future, are -- with your careful assistance -- Each reflections of glories gone by And even greater glories gradually Coming into view. The azure ocean horizon Becomes a turquoise sky, And with the sunset's growing brilliance, Every dream of yours Is granted in beauty and grace, and all becomes whole And true. * or, Forever Scott Vanatter, 21 July 2004 (Poem for Becky's 50th Birthday)
Scott Vanatter