Am I meant to speak through thoughts divine?
Am I meant to limit myself to words?
If I speak through my heart
Will you hear me clear?
Or must I resort to using hands and eyes?
There is no bottomless pit.
Even the ocean has a floor.
So why fear the unknown?
All that is meant to be revealed,
Is unfolded, inevitably!
So come, my dearest love
Lay with me
Among the dandelion meadows instead.
-©Ramona Arena 2016