Exquisite comforts

There is at our core

A fundamental aloneness-

Within which we strive-

To be at peace with ourselves-

Forgetting the many cares of daily life-

Or we valiantly search high and low

To find that someone who will-

Somehow still the voices that-

Whisper ever so quietly into-

That depth of hurt and pain-

Wherein only one's other ordained half-

It is believed-

Will allow the meld of both their hearts-

To fuse, ignite and erupt into a totality-

Of oneness so complete, nothing else-

Will ever matter within time and space-

Is it then but an illusion

To think absolute comfort and happiness-

May be found in the tender embrace-

Of another like soul as your own-

That peace will forever then abound-

When two become as one-

Comfort I believe, has many multi-faceted layers

Much akin to a sumptuously styled-

Perfectly layered and tiered caramel cake-

Wrapped in my favorite softly hugging robe

My legs clasped beneath me, toes toasted and hidden-

A cup of chamomile tea by my side-

A great book in my hands, the light shining in perfection-

Over my heavenly warm shoulders-

I bask in the glow of evening's comfort-

On an early crisp autumn morning's walk

Autumn's leaves are awash with robust beauty-

The multicolored leaves, fiery reds, soft yellows-

Tranquil blues, energetic oranges, pouty pinks, -

Inquisitive greens tickling my face, shy greys-

Adventurous persimmons, rich golden hues of-

Burgundies, lilacs, amaranths, purples and ambers-

Amid every other color that adorns the spectrum-

Flutters and flits by to wish hello and play a windy melody-

Of colors, with math-like vertical, horizontal, triangular-

And perpendicular shapes that tantalize the senses-

Such ocular comforts in an Autumn's breezy morn-

Offers calm and peace untold-

A cozy warm aroma filled bath

That soothes and calms, lulling one to sleep-

All this while languishing in depths of comfort-

With thoughts of gentle snooze and restful awakenings-

Followed by wondrous well spent and fruitful days-

The Reaching out of a kind proffered hand to another

Volunteering, hugging, advising, caring and assisting-

Even in the tiniest of ways, to someone, as we do our-

Day by day living and due diligence to self and others-

It comforts the heart and makes it all worthwhile-

Lying naked on a private sandy and sunny beach

The wind calmly washes her cool breath across my body-

The sun daring my tanned facade to defy her powers-

Both making a fuss over my prone and moist body-

Alone and completely comforted by the warmth and cool-

Intertwined to satisfy and sate my restfulness-

I luxuriate as they compete for my happiness-

And so I slumber and sleep, but not too much-

I do not wish to burn on such a wonderous day-

Walking in the rain, face upturned in moist rapture

Writing a love poem, smilingly searching for tender words

Sailing peacefully along a lushly blanketed quiet river

Sipping Mai Tai on a moonlit beach, a friend by my side

Dancing barefoot on the beach, while rhumba, samba,

Calypso and reggae music fills the warm Caribbean night

Igniting a fiery crescendo of sights and sounds-

What is comfort, if not the letting go of inhibitions

Allowing oneself thoughts of peace and oneness

Cuddled within the arms of inner faith and grace.

N.A.