1 August 2013

My life in dogs: micropoem

I count my life in dogs
fluid decades of love and loss
so that the tide of memories,
worries, speculations retreat
and I learn the pearly pleasures
of the moment.

1 comment:

  1. And god? God is the gaze of my dog's eyes
    the familiar touch of my lover's hand
    the grateful smile on a stranger's face.
    And if there is a heaven, it is Us
    our dust mingled with the stardust,
    waiting to be redrawn into lines of beauty.

    and in between these two, a silent word brimming with Majesty, unseen and unheard. cheers Susan - i like yr work!