Like becoming the dream
the perfect reality
that stirs inside each of us
being and always becoming
new.
Fluid in motion
moving into the cells
the blood thick
and red with it
carrying its light to each orifice
to become life
radiating from each pore.
Extending, and reaching,
and welcoming each stranger.
Until the smile,
the brightness of the eyes
depicts the perfect reality,
the undaunted joy that exists
in the spirit.
Alone of God and man.
To be understood completely
only by these.
To be accepted
only by those
whom without words know,
are familiar with
the poetry, the sincerity,
the depth, and the warmth,
of a soul with no need for explanation.
Merely with discernment,
distinction, perception.
With love
for the pure simplicity of it,
the guiding, lilting, sweet light of it.
The newness, and the fullness of it.
The ancient surety
faith of God
that knows the soul
that is touched and blessed by it.
A contradiction in terms
to be me
and to be without words.
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I loved your poem, it speaks of your faith in God who has given and blessed you with many gifts. In your writing this is being expressed. God Bless you. Keep it up.
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