Leaning on the kitchen bench,
Faces close, hovering over the kettle,
We debrief the day.
A casual glance up and
I fall right through.
Past eyes, nose, mouth, cheeks,
Into the halo glow.
Into your clear, pure note
Speaking beyond the sound of words
Directly to my Heart.
It opens like a Lotus flower
Streaming with Love-
It’s Soul knowing Soul.