Sky Poem by Joseph Narusiewicz

Soon I will arrive
In the light of forgiveness
Now, I have work to do

Whisper an old song
I crave you
The desert blooms here and there

Taking things apart
Leaving the mystique
I need to stop this

My plants need watering
Do you like the sound of rain?
Texture of morning in the quiet

Returning to old standards
Balance is the exquisite life
Acoustic guitar played well

Sketches
Dappled sunlight
Hope with nostalgia

The Spirit of God
Meaning
Love

Understanding is a sky