With a message of grace…and now this:

Not Elusive,

and felt,

tender and here,

your presence…

—It fills me…

open and held…

You stay as your vastness…

with no where to go..

where sky meets ocean

—this juncture ..it gives…

pure pleasure ..pure  bliss

liquid nectar it is…

with touch in its time…

a natural held flow…

ecstasy and power…

Perfect it is…

no direction in time…

You stay.

You are.

Always right here.

My heart bows.

May I learn, may I give.