For what is sightedness without you

[Daddy Bear]

Oh vibrant spirit,

sacred Beloved,

You are all of these:

the rain-pregnant cloud so dark,

the clear, omnipresent air

and the life-imparting sunlight

by which all rainbows glimmer soft.

Beloved,

might I be

the open eye,

the caught half-breath,

the soul itself of wonderment

without whose audience

Your radiant displays might sadly be

forever unworshipped - and lost?

Bejewelled, though modest;

cherished Earth Mother, still possessing youth;

could I ever

think

to look away?