Pathways

Your soul warms 
us under the trees
balancing on top of
pebbles
cool water swirling
around our ankles
memories
stories
heartaches silences carried
under the ripples

and the sun’s heat
high above our heads
is trapped
by the jealous leaves
your hand crushing
over mine those
branches hold
nothing over us that we
don’t create

the air breathes
beautiful
and our eyes 
grasp heaven.

 

Nikki Lockhart