VALENTINE I

 

Waves ceaselessly pound the shore

Never waiting for an answer

The response is of no relevance

After having come so far

To with one resounding crash

Say I love you

Then disappear

Forever

Into thin air

Leaving only the echo

Running wildly for the distant hills

Love

In its rarest and truest form

 

The short-winged falcon

Plummeting earthward

At breathtaking speeds

Heedless of her own safety

Knowing only the rush of wind in her face

And the exhilaration in her heart

The love possessing her entire being

The very reason

She is

Her knowing this

Her only true possession

In life

And the only one she needs

 

The echo disappears into the hills

White foam falls back into the sea

The hare’s cry shatters the dawn

As falcon feathers float away on the wind

 

Love in its rarest and truest form

By now I know you know what I am trying to say

 

Happy Valentines Day