Wednesday, July 29, 2009

Fruit & The End

I’ve looked for fruit in numbers
And what should be
If I’d arrive-
But the path I’d somehow found
Was through a door
To my own table

It was here
I had discovered-
Denying my convenience
Was to break the solemn bread

So, I lift the cup
And pass the wine
In memory now-
Looking not
For what’s to come
Or when I should arrive-

It isn’t numbers
Or to an end
It is within
This moment-


sojourner said...

Yes! Wise words these:

"It isn’t numbers
Or to an end
It is within
This moment-"

Regina said...

How beautiful. and the photo is quite superb!
Excellent my friend.

Denise said...

You have a wonderful way with the written word, I love reading them and I enjoyed the photo very much. That header photo is absolutely gorgeous!

EcoRover said...

Wow, what an eye for color and form you have! It helps that you've got such great subjects, too. Thanx!

Unseen Rajasthan said...

This is a beautiful shot and very well written post..Thanks for sharing..Unseen Rajasthan

BK said...

Wonderful and deep words..
hope you have a wonderful day too..

Kilauea Poetry said...

I'm greatful to all of you for the delightful feedback-

Let's be perfectly clear- the war on free speech is spiritual!