between spaces of time, misty
you start to believe
that you always have time
like a river
a precious you
is waiting to notice
in this moment
saved for you
see through
what follows you home
to be your pillow…
a winding path
on a daydream
leads to your smile
it’s already for you
to hear,
so listen to its whisper
you are beautiful
© r.e.l. 9/22/11
image of yoga robin™
by s i m s h a
Posted for Thursday Poets Rally 9/21-9/27/11 on Poetry Palace