Pure Love

Spread your arms,
Lift off
Rise above,
Clear the treetops.
I will meet you
Just below
The clouds. We
Will embrace,
Kiss each
Other. Our pure
Love, no
Strings attached.

Winter

Spring is getting near,
But one of the cherished
Memories of winter is
When it would snow.
Looking out the window
And watching the white
Flakes drift slowly
To the ground was a
Calming, peaceful
Sight. Go out in the
Woods and experience
The utterly silent and
Holy worship in the
Cathedral of nature.