Leather and Salt Sole

You are as the lightning to the rod of my soul You move through me in rumbling thunder and torrential rain You are the cellular sea of my spirit and I can deny you nothing Enter at will into my being but bring only kindness and light Tread gently on the sole of me ..... for I am but leather and salt Like the wild wet wilderness drips with dew and surging waters rip the shores of bucolic meadows so you moved me Water rushing down the mountain gathering up minerals as it goes so my strength grows and my will surges And I am a flood of fell and fire and hope He is coming coming ever coming to me in his white way and ever wear and tear his hair is on my hands and his heart pounds beneath my palm he in my palm a sailor bold and wild and strong and he will know me and I will know him Frost of nothing in the silent forest rests and sleeps the joy of us in the same spaces I under leaves and damp with snows blanket under these lies the thrill of us in a cottage cabin by the lake beneath your hand so possessive do I rise up to the morning light and curl deep into your loving arms The wind never even touches our boughs our leaves so bonded in warmth are we And who is it this time? who bares the shield of pain and loss and fear ? it is you not I! Facing the mirror of truth that email address sent waves through you so intense the seismic machines in India just went off no need to deny what I already know in my cells you love with an intensity that puts my own feeling to shame and you now know it what you do with this is to be seen seen and seen again and again see me …see me C me c me soon or not...it will remain ...the same and immovable...a feast to last ten thousand lifetimes