JACQUELIN SMITH

Shy Girl

 

When I first visited the ship, I was shy.

Ametha and Zazu opened

and held out their hands.

 

I opened my small hands and placed

one hand in Zazu’s palm,

the other in Ametha’s palm,

 

and they wrapped

their long, white fingers around

my hands. I knew I was safe,

immersed in love.

Star Talk

 

In the silent language of star talk

there’s no senseless chatter,

no meaningless thoughts,

 

just the joy of communicating

directly from the heart.

Ametha’s Eyes

 

When I look into my mother’s eyes,

I swirl into countless

universes, beyond infinity

where there is only love.