Courting the Beloved

How do I court you my Beloved?

If this were Heaven

if this were Paradise

How then would you step?

How then would you swim?

How then would you Live?

How then would you Be?


The smiles of everyday angels

touch upon a glimpse of remembering

Glimmering waves of sparkling stars

Shine blinding gold into my eyes

Filling my world with remembering


Traci Bratton