I look forward to your simplicity—
clarity of eye, soft touch of your hand.
I look forward to your complexity—
your psychic network, how you understand
melding of your spirit with earth and air
and planets in and out of sight. I sense
this in your language, your sensitive care
for your children, each one “so different
and special,” you said. I wonder if I
can help you dig deeper, support you as
you reach new heights. I know I’d like to try.
I know I’d like to share laughter, help pass
hard times when you cry, and grow conscious contact
with honest action. I look forward to that.
Roger Armbrust
February 5,
2013
