Settle softly
The winds of thought,
My mind that is radiant you.
I bound in the
Harpsichord happiness of your words
On fresh water lakes
Strong and obedient
To the lightly searing music
Of your sun warmth…
So soft is the sound
Of emotions echo
Found in the deep lake woods
Near the shoreline wake
Of my subtle summer memory of you
And I remember:
Majestic is your face
That draws my heart in graphic harmony
Like the tide pull strength
Of your softly spoken smile.

© K. James Ribble