2015 Summer Issue


Flowers by John Swain

Flowers by John Swain

The Moonflower’s Sonnet on an August Night

It is in this swallowing of rainbows
When I connect with you
our energy turns into stars
to meditate upon

It is in this communing
When, in the same room,
we create songs, spirits,
portraits of color,…
We each see uniquely
What has come to visit.

Within the veins of leaves and the arms of people,
The divine moves

We are the moonflower opening
We are the drop of rain
Falling inside a white universe.

~ Heather Ann Schmidt