Prisms Of Love

 As the Wintering Soul

Re-Awakens To The Garden Breath

of San Juan Mountain Skies,

The Snow Fall Of Spring

Paints The Sleeping Plateau

With Cloud Bursts

Of Changing Times.

With Snow-Covered Peaks

Piercing The Clouds

Of Destinies Unknown,

The Pathwork Home

To The Destiny Of Our Dreams

Is Re-Kindled

Through The Flames Of Our Faith,

Fueling

The Passion Of Our Love.

As The Snow Lines Recede,

And The Blistering Winter Comes To A Close,

The Cherry Blossoms Of Spring

Re-Awaken

The Morning Breath,

And The Breath Breathes

The Question

Of

"Why".

Why Does The Cloud Burst,

The Sun Shine,

The Moon Wax and Wane?

Why Do Flowers Bloom,

Birds Chirp,

And Bumble Bees Buzz?

Why Does The Heart Beat,

The Breath Breathe,

The Eyes Tear,

And The Belly Laugh?

The "Why" We Seek

Is The Simple Truth Of Love,

A Love

That Is Found Deep Within

The Still, Silent Chambers

Of Our Very Own Heart.

For There It Was Hidden,

Because The Angels Of Light Knew,

That If It Was Love We Sought,

Within Our Very Own Hearts

Is The Very Last Place

We Would

Ever

Seek.

We Would Climb The Tallest Of Peaks

Descend The Most Fathomable Of Valleys,

Cross The Greatest Of Oceans,

And Dive The Deepest Of Seas.

We Would Journey

The Most Adventuresome Of Stories,

Create The Most Cynical Of Games,

And Dance

The Most Chameleon

Of Emotional Dances.

From Anger And Hatred,

To Jealousy, Envy, Laughter And Joy,

We Would Create Anything And Everything

We Could Imagine

To Find That Something

We Forever Seek.

Yet Nowhere Is It To Be Found

But Deep Within The Chambers

Of Our Very Own Heat.

There It Is Hidden,

And Until We Look Within,

It Will Never Be Found.

But Once Found,

It Is The Liberation Of A Soul,

And The Beginning

Of True Life,

Indeed,

The Path Of Love,

Upon The Mountain Climb Of Life

Is A  Mystical Journey

Filled With A Brilliant Collage

Of Colored Peaks, Valley's And Plateau's,

All Of Which Rest

At The Foot

Of Life's Surreal

Inner-Collage

Of

Painted Flower,

Prisms

of Love.

 David Lloyd Strauss

May 9th, 1995