Happy Birthday

For Meg

For your

birthday

I give this

thunderstorm -

sunsetted, sensuous -

covering our river to make

the day gift wrapped with rain

and tied with a bow of white, bright

lightning, vast and elemental as my love.

Storm over our river

In fact

I found it

weeks ago,

coming home

from town - faster

than I should - wanting

to be with you - knowing

you were waiting - needing

to hold you before the sun went down.

Sunset from our home

And

I kept it

until today,

even though

every single day

becomes our birthday

as we are born together

into a new morning, warm,

light lavished and luminous,

because there is no gift you need

and nothing you desire but, it’s still a day

to love you and, I know how much we both adore a storm.

Storm over the Grand Canyon… (and I don’t just mean the weather)