Tuesday, November 8, 2011

A Welcome Guest

I invite you,
sit down for a minute,
I'll pour us some tea, a glass of wine
With Heart in it.

Your presence completes me;
brings me full throttle
A guest at my table,
Fulfillment, you can't bottle.

It's not the fois gras;
Or the tartar raw,
Not the Bordeaux
With its even flow,
Or the Dolce suit-
(You distinguished brute)
But your aura, your wisdom
Your lending ear
Nothing required,
As you sit near.

You see you are my chance,
To become like the one,
A guest in her house
Above even, the sun

From that which we came,
We all too, shall go
Until that time
Its with you
I will grow.


With Intention,
Daniel Bobby Tuttle

Go to www.payingintention.com to see the latest episode of my new Podcast, Paying Intention

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