TemplePosted: October 16, 2014 Filed under: Meditation, Yoga | Tags: Jeffrey Harrison, love, Poetry, Prose, Temple 8 Comments
Not a place of worship exactly
but one I like to go back to
and where, you could say, I take
sanctuary: this smooth area
above the ear and around the corner
from your forehead, where your hair
is as silky as milkweed.
The way to feel its featheriness best
is with the lips. Though you
are going gray, right there
your hair is as soft as a girl’s,
the two of us briefly young again
when I kiss your temple.
This poem literally left me breathless this morning – Thank you for taking a moment to enjoy it as well. Take care and be well 🙂
Hmmm – Indeed!
Very sweet and loving!
We definitely need more sweetness and love in the world 🙂
A work of great tenderness Jeffrey – my compliments.
His poetry truly resonates with me. I’m touched that you enjoyed it as well – Take care and be well!