Voices

I love your voice.

I let it wash over my soul,

Feel the way I twitch

just slightly

When an upward lift, heard, 

Embeds an image:

A smile. A smirk.  A laugh.

Experience the terrifying heat

of recognition

When I sense you resonating with despair, loss.

Intense desire to take you

into my arms,

Letting my strength dampen and heal.

I love your voice.

Where do all those vibrations come from!

Deep and masculine,

Mirroring your strength.

Along with your strong hands,

It melts my cold, conformist, capitalist, heart.

With a twist of a word, a phrase,

It streaks up in pitch, intensity,

To convey an inner need to be

Heard, seen, recognized.

Soothed.

I love your voice.

Connected directly to your compassion,

Sharing a deep wisdom, all out of proportion

With your slender and ageless form.

With each word, I want more to kneel

before you

And Listen.

And Observe.

And Love.

And Admire.

I love your voice.

Each of you, all of you.

All the humans.

Blessed with an instrument you never,

Truly hear. Unaware

of the sacred resonance you create

In me.

Birthday

Returning to our house, our home

I am filled with your presence 

In everything.

In everything I recognize your empathy

Your courage and your

Giving.

How much you have given,

And how much your gifts are that.

To so many of us: gifts -

To be acknowledged, cherished, and incorporated into our being.

On this day, all of us who know you

Are reminded of what a gift

your existence is.

Reentry

Orbiting in a weightless environment

Where potential is tangible, where

Connection to traditional society

Hangs by a thread,

Where the rest of the universe of

Connection, intimacy, sensuality,

Exists beyond.  Voyaging far away,

Visiting places we didn’t realize could

Sustain, support, and encourage

Life, even love.

Eventually returning to this orbit,

Beginning to decelerate and reengage with

Atmospheric forces.

Bringing changes of mind and body

And possibly a sample of that alien life,

To see if it may have a chance to survive

Or even thrive, on this planet 

With these people,

with these Elements.

Nurture that loving life which was found

And hope for another return to its 

Place of origin

Or at least,

A journey to the next realm

In an infinite and loving

Search.