Within Poem by Mari Martin

Along the waters edge
small white pebbles sparkle in the sun.
Tiny ripples of liquid silver cascade over them
finding the curve of each stone.
I watch as the delicate green grass
waves in the light breeze.
It bends and sways as if dancing with the water.
With each movement the sunlight reflects
from irridescent drops of water.
Shadows of wings pass over me.
I hear the far cry of the soaring hawk.
He too dances, dances in the swirling air
that takes him high
into the blueness of the sky and the white wind swept clouds.

The winds are filled with the scent of fall.
Evergreen pine in crisp cool air fills my senses
as I lay upon the sun warmed ground.
My fingers touch the tall slender grass.
It's tops, like soft delicate feathers, golden white,
move with the air currents sweeping from the trees.

Here, in the beauty, do I feel you.
Your quiet song echoeing through my mind
makes my body ache for you,
yearn for the touch of you,
the warmness of your smile,
the softness of your kiss on my lips.

I feel your body flow over me like the water.
I sway in the gentle breeze of your love.
My heart soars on the winds of your desire.
I smell and taste you in the air.
My heart and spirit dance with the happiness
you have given me.

I lay down with your warmth that penetrates my skin
as it becomes part of me.