Like A Budding Flower — Ami Blackwelder

An anthology of poetry.



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A Sacred Part



I've held the most sacred part of life under a burning sun A dark blue sky with white brave clouds

Lazily laying upon trampled green grass freshly cut Wrapped only with a quilt made of yellow-purple patches And bits of unraveling thread

Surrounded by smells of honeycomb and honeysuckle

Telling me that I am tasting something so sweet, so delicate, so unique

It could only be found here between you and me

And it couldn't be found anywhere else on this earth

Or away from this earth in the endless abyss of an endless universe

Or without this earth a rock sitting so heavily and silent in its empty place It makes me wonder in amazement at how I can be here

Here under this burning sun with you sitting simply

Undirected and unadulterated by life

Resting in this singular moment, amazed and star-gazed

That we could be sitting together yet reckless like a chariot of falling stars Without interruption from our jealous God or faltered universe

And not in some far off away place like that of Alice lost in Wonderland But here with you and you with me between us

Time given to us while we still hold each other

Without regrets and against our given ends.