Sit and rest for a moment - cool off - and enjoy a brief respite from tennis as you peruse poems, shorts and other musings courtesy of Louise Vallas ... a Tennis Pensacola Mom. :-)
March '09
Is Love, Then, So Simple
Is love, then, so simple my dear?
The opening of a door,
And seeing things so clear?
I did not know before.
I had thought it unrest and desire
Soaring only to fall,
Annihilation and fire:
It is not so at all.
I feel no desperate will,
But I think I understand
Many things, as I sit quite still,
With Eternity in my hand.