Thursday, May 25, 2017
Love waits, love is waiting, patiently,
quietly, sitting down with legs already
fitted out with running shoes.
Love is waiting, ready to go.
What is love waiting for?
Love sits, love is sitting, thinking,
considering the best places, the best streets
to travel down, to enter with smiles and kindness
the most needy, and where the reception
will be open, not closed.
Love walks, love is walking, not hurrying,
there is excitement in the air,
a new day is here with people to care for,
ears to listen, hands to help,
time to visit, and some time too
to enjoy a little peace and quiet.
She is cleaning the windows
With sanitary wipes
and a bottle of disinfectant.
Reaching high up
so that her shirt lifts up
Call me sexist if you like,
but there is something about a woman cleaning
that is insanely
I ask her if I can help
and she says
I ask her again
with my arms around her waist
and now she understands.
La Grand Laveuse (The Washerwoman) -- Auguste Renoir & Richard Guino [1917-1918]
The Washerwomen [ca. 1888]
Les Laveuses, 2e Pensee [ca. 11910]
Washerwomen [ca. 1912]
The Washerwomen at Cagnes [ca. 1912]
Essoyes Landscape - Washerwoman And Bathers 
4 thereZ a docile breeze blowing,
one that embraces on every side---<.
Renew UR Mind,
whilst U sail amidst my waves)
I promise a Spiritual-Solace,
on UR most tumultuous days).
My only wish,
is 2 comfort UR senses,
put UR essence at ease-------
4 I am The Ocean...
Come Upon My SeaZ"-------.