Seeing Myself
I see myself in you.
You are like a spiritual mirror
That reflects back to me
All that I am
The best I can be;
Being with you is self-sharing
In the things we both love
Our dancing, the ambience of the happy hall,
And the music.
I see myself in you.
Sitting beside you on a misty deck
Murmuring the afternoon away,
Adopting the hummingbird
As our peace symbol;
Driving up a steep mountain in darkness
To a wonderful rambling rustic lodge
Where we’ll love each other
As we sleep.
I see myself in you.
Kick goes your foot as we reach out to
Swing each other up the long contra line
In the company of dancers,
People we love;
Heart racing to meet you at the airport
And bring you home to me again,
Seeing the light in your eyes,
Adoring you.
I find myself in you.
Letting myself go, to be gentle,
As I always want to be,
Always am with you,
Effortlessly;
Sharing the meals, the chores, the planning
For our home to build for dancing
In the country, with cows,
In Kentucky.
I see myself in you.
© 1989
