Moments...

When I think of you

My world is in harmony

How lovely it would be 

Moments spent with you

To feel the places

Where you have been

Where echoes of your presence

Resound there still ...

Prose - Dianne Dawes 

For my dear friend C.B.

Resting Meadows...

I have often dreamt of meadows with this soft golden hue and hoped that one day I could lay down and be enclosed within by it's beauty and the fragrance of wildflowers...to listen to its meadow song and watch the soft blue sky and fluffy white clouds go rolling by! 

-Dianne Dawes

For my dear friend C.B.

Blow O Wind...

Blow O wind to where my loved one is

Touch him and come touch me soon.

I’ll feel his gentle touch through you

And meet his beauty in the moon.

These things are much for the one who loves

One can live by them alone:

That he and I breathe the same air

And that the Earth we tread is one.

-Ramayana