What Pleasure...

What pleasure
my eyes reveal
the silk fabric of the sky
weaved in colors of gold, pink, violet and blue.


I stare at the wonders
the clouds mirroring the
ocean, waves, swirling,
dancing, dancing,
free before me.


Forgive me. I curse myself,
the indignity of human form,
how I blame you for taking care of you,
for worrying too much over you.
Forgive me.


I breathe the air that opens me,
pouring into me, again and again.


I stare at the wonders
the clouds mirroring the
ocean, waves, swirling,
dancing, dancing,
weaved in colors of gold, pink, violet and blue.


Forgive me. I curse myself,
numb by loneliness and
the darkness of Doubt.
I step back foolishly, too easily
away from you.


My eyes are open.


I watch as you come next to me,
lean your weight on my side.
I bend and bend,
kneeling to the ground,
you sit at my side.


We watch the painted sky.
Such grace...
Such pleasure...
for it has always been you
taking care of me,
this whole time,
bringing me back to Love.


By Mai Brehaut
San Francisco, CA
~12/12/10