I leaned about rictameter from Linda Wolff at Urban Poetry: https://urbanpoetry2017.com/2017/03/20/poetry-venture-into-the-wild/
This type of poetry uses 9 lines and a syllable count of: 2, 4, 6, 8, 10, 8, 6, 4, 2 with the first line repeating itself in the last line. Here’s what came to me:
Love that won’t quit.
Gaze into ancient eyes.
Let wisdom and peace fill you well
Flowing to every cell and every thought
Until you love yourself so much
Joy dances in the wind
of your exhale.
I took the photo which reminds me of God’s hand holding bright light. There’s also a wing peeking out below the thumb, so who knows what that big hand is holding.