Michael Shepherd

(8.4.1929 / Marton, Lancashire)

! ! S i m i l e


‘A golden evening; and we watched
the sun sink slowly below the horizon
like a golden dime
into a flaming jukebox’..

well, yes and no… similes –
one thing likened to another –
are sacred food: gifts
that we give to one another’s mind
to lift it with a sudden joy;
expand it so that all the world
is made afresh, anew, and
full of wonder and of praise..
a world whose unity becomes
in a moment, here and now, forever…

give a simile in words as if – like -
the most careful choice of gift of love
to the one you love the most:
to say, this is to show how much
I love the world in you; in You.

My eyes shine like your heart.

Submitted: Saturday, June 13, 2009

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