Morning Love Note

My Lady knows that I fall asleep most easily in the early morning, beneath the grey glow cast by a cloudy sky. I rest my head upon the pillow, beneath my bedroom window, and my mind soon wanders away.

Not long after, my heart takes flight through the glassy panes, without leaving so much as a trace of the silver wings that were granted by Her grace. It joins the dawn choir to sing with the birds She taught so well.

A Meditation on Equanimity

To love My Lady I must love myself
As much as I love the morning dew

To love My Lady I must love my mother
As much as I love the flowers in spring

To love My Lady I must love my sister
As much as I love the moon in autumn

To love My Lady I must love my friend
As much as I love the first silver frosts

To love My Lady I must love my neighbor
As much as I love the golden light of dawn

To love My Lady I must love my enemy
As much as I love those who love me