On a day

when the wind is perfect,

the sail just needs to open and the world is full of beauty.

Today is such a

day.

My eyes are like the sun that makes promises;

the promise of life

that it always

keeps each morning.

The living heart gives to us as does that luminous sphere the sun,

both caress the earth with great

tenderness.

This is a breeze that can enter the soul.

This love I know plays a drum.  Arms move around me;

who can contain their self before my beauty?

Peace is wonderful,

but ecstatic dance is more fun, and less narcissistic;

gregarious the Beloved makes our lips smile.

On a day when the wind is perfect,

the sail just needs to open

and the love starts.

Today is such a day.