Counting Names
Fingers,
Toes,
Not enough to contain love ones.
Numerous beyond censuring?
By no means,
Barely breathing their names.
Handful,
Nevertheless,
Seems like measureless charity.
One breath for each,
They have in me.
Exhausting smiling laughter,
My heart tickles,
Love ones-
Only to inhale in awe,
Resting in their proper place,
Soul of mine,
All over again.
Counting faces of pure joy,
Knowing,
Blessed to breathe their names,
Keeping me in the living realm-
|