loss with wins, death with life,
time with distance, ease with strife.
To sip love stories, the rarest of wine
to savor each moment, not seek but find
a LAUGH till tears tumble to toes,
a LOVE most dear, it gracefully grows,
a fire to warm my desire to date,
a LIFE most kind, aware and awake.
This, a divine banquet I dine from NOW
truly a balance between when and how.
To play with time served on eternal plates
by infinite souls and stellar mates.
(c) Soul Dancer