WHEN - May 1, 53rd Anniversary poem

                       

Sandra & Robert May 1, 1971

One day

when Earth stops turning

stars fall from the sky

oceans dry 

sun not rise

I won’t ask why

Stay with me—remembering

the path we took

and read with me—

the chapters of our book

SURRENDER

I heard a wise man say,

 “I gaze until I see the beautiful.”

And so, I gazed.

Across the meadow,

where I have looked a thousand times

to trees at the horizon gleaming golden

under blue heaven at sunset.

Each time

 in only moments

 brilliant trees faded to brown

and sky to grey.

They didin't mind. 

Each time,

I turned away, not really seeing 

Today, I gazed until—

I saw the beautiful 

  Imagining their joining me in praise--

not for a parting of the sea

or water become wine,

but for the miracle of light 

fading in the grace of surrender

Painting by Robert Louis Williams 

www.robertlouiswilliams.com