Jonathan H. Scott

I stay, in silence, waiting in the dawn,
Your body lying gently close to mine.
With dewdrops falling softly from the trees,
I ponder if our souls will intertwine.
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I AM become transcendent.
My soul reaches into the earth as roots.
All suffering I embrace.
Peace flows through me.
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I slept beside a rattlesnake that bit me on the calf.
The thing was real; it was not fake. So please, withhold your laugh.

One day last week, I had a date. She did not live next door.
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THE DAY dawns cold—
The path ahead is painted icy blue.
On closer look,
A traveler braves the trek
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THE HOUR has come;
The year is through,
And what remains stares back at you.
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WHAT GRAND design has brought us to this place
In time and space? The hour has come for naught,
And, here, all effort ends in such disgrace;
So close were we, yet missed the prize we sought.
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SO STILL— so quiet is the summer night,
And all is hushed but for the cricket's call.
Along the path, there is no guiding light—
The moon stays hid and darkness covers all.
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Within the sanctum of the Truth,
Away from all charades;
'tis there that lies the bloom of youth
Before the blossom fades.
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COMES AN hour in the stream of time
When all is dark, too dark to rest—
And in that hour our fate is cast,
And thus begins a timeless quest
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HE SWEEPS across the water undisturbed,
Beneath the heavy hand of evening's mist;
The noble bird in solitary flight
Slips nearer to the force he can't resist.
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Now, what is seen no one can feel.
Though not because it is not real.
For something reached you deep inside,
And now the hurt you cannot hide.
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I heard you call my name last night
As I passed through the trees.
You think you cannot hear me, but
I am the rustling leaves.
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Dark, still water, deep and cold,
Silent secrets do you hold.
Passing time is what you mark,
Still, deep water, cold and dark.
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You're hotter than a man can touch.
You always smell so fine.
And, I will miss you when you're gone,
But, now, you are all mine.
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With snow falling ‘round, breaks a cold winter's day,
As hearts beat to heartbeats and longing to stay,
While holding you close to me, warm in our bed,
We utter the word that is specially said—
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Then comes a moment two will share
When trust is all, and truth is bare,
And one new life the two will start
When gifts the other their own heart.
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Oh, on the breeze she flutters so—
She seems to know not where to go.
Though, sometimes, this is how she feels,
A finer, closer look reveals
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Around me with this force you wrap,
Which I cannot explain.
And to you closer I am drawn
As oneness we attain.
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Through woven, layered leaves of green
The morning peeks from far beyond,
As resting beauty rarely seen
Stirs gently in the muted dawn.
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