So, Valentine’s Day,

begins with a kiss,

hovers just over the horizon

of the next storm,

a few hours away,

time to focus on love a bit,

to put aside the cold and the conflicts of the world,

to think about how the heart can open up like a rose,

to give all of it’s beauty to the world,

to bring us the warm light,

when we feel frightened,

or angry,

or discouraged at the wounds of the world.

That garden we dug

is waiting to bloom,

That tree we planted,

has grown so well,

it towers over me now,

When the season comes,

that bends it’s branches

and makes it’s leaves whirl,

we will hold hands,

and wonder,

at what we’ve done.

So, Valentine’s Day,

begins with a kiss,

our souls have been polished

in the City Of Love.