13 year polyversary...
3 years mono + 13 years poly = now.
Bravo. I love you, Nomad, and I love our tribes, our families, our friends and our children.
Many Loves
by Loren Davidson
I love the ocean,
I can stand by her shore for hours
Savoring her sighs
As her soft wavelets lap at my toes,
Fascinated by the mystery of her changing faces
Masking her eternal constancy.
I also love the hot wind
Blowing westward,
Thrusting wide the door between autumn and winter,
Making me sweat
And lick dry lips in anticipation.
She is not gentle
But rips away my illusions
Like the leaves the tree no longer needs.
Loving the wind
Does not mean I love the ocean less.
Each evokes a different part of me
And brings me different lessons,
And my love for them would not diminish
If I also loved the fertile forest.
Bravo. I love you, Nomad, and I love our tribes, our families, our friends and our children.
Many Loves
by Loren Davidson
I love the ocean,
I can stand by her shore for hours
Savoring her sighs
As her soft wavelets lap at my toes,
Fascinated by the mystery of her changing faces
Masking her eternal constancy.
I also love the hot wind
Blowing westward,
Thrusting wide the door between autumn and winter,
Making me sweat
And lick dry lips in anticipation.
She is not gentle
But rips away my illusions
Like the leaves the tree no longer needs.
Loving the wind
Does not mean I love the ocean less.
Each evokes a different part of me
And brings me different lessons,
And my love for them would not diminish
If I also loved the fertile forest.