blessed union

i gaze into your eyes
and time stands still

our blessed union is
mystical
sacred
eternal

touching the depths of soul and spirit
and leaving me whole

plumb my depths

look deep into my eyes
the windows of my soul beckon

do not avert your gaze
plumb my depths

can you fathom the pain you see
does it touch your stone cold heart

is shame or guilt awakened when you ponder what you have done

look deeper still
the windows of my soul offer no resistance

do not squelch your curiosity
plumb my depths

can you fathom the strength residing there
does it shock your preconceptions

is understanding awakened when you behold my visage set like flint

look once more
the windows of my soul are unshuttered

do not fear your fate
plumb my depths

can you fathom forgiveness you do not deserve
does it soften your critical nature

is repentance so hard knowing mercy trumps judgment

in my eyes

in my eyes you were goodness itself
i saw in you everything that i idealized

perhaps i saw through rose colored glasses
perhaps what you once were, you are no longer

has my vision become clearer
or have you morphed into a different creature

now i see only deception and unfaithfulness
the hollow, soulless shell of one i loved dearly

i steal a glance into your vacuous gaze
there is no life, no light, no beauty

the starkness moves me to tears

poetic release

a treasure once hidden is now revealed
feelings find release in newfound freedom

a heart lies broken and bleeding
a quill drinks in the blood and the angst

a virgin page is sacrificed
the offering is exquisite, bringing release

reverently we watch as past hurts, like wisps of toxic smoke, drift away and dissipate

one day i hope to find her

she speaks quietly and confidently
of things important and things trivial
things of God and things of earth

she walks forthrightly
knowing not the ways of falsehood
in her heart is found no deceit

she delights in understanding
wisdom is her companion
seeking truths when others only ask why

she is my equal
across the expanse exchanging knowing looks
communicating profundity with the meagerest of glances

she is enticing in form
not gaudy or demanding of attention
once focused upon, her intricate beauty slowly unveils itself

she is a lover
her passion glows white hot
denoting intensity and purity

one day i hope to find her
and to join, as two flames that meld into one

in beauteous synchronicity

i want to know you
to know and be known in-toto
and to find in that knowledge a kinship begotten of revealed similitude and compliment

i want to be near you
present in body and spirit
truly naked, feeling no shame, in total freedom and assurance

i want to linger in your presence
to abide in that precious, fleeting moment that transcends all that is temporal
and bask in the rapturous joy of intimate, timeless communion

i want to hold you
so close that nothing could conceive of coming between us
and feel our hearts beating in beauteous synchronicity

tangible ethereal blessings

my thoughts travel toward you at the speed of light

unimpeded by wind, rain, forest or mountain

stretching over the distance effortlessly

gliding on nothing but the force of my will

they bring you hopes of well being

wishes of joy and thoughts of God's peace

did you feel them

did you see them

did you hear them

no

are these ethereal blessings of any value

i offer something a bit more tangible

bits and bytes of binary code

borne on currents of electrons

meaningless save for the intent behind them

less concrete than putting ink to paper

voices across air and wire are a poor substitute

for a smile, a laugh, an embrace

physical presence can bring tactile pleasures

but fulfillment is spirit touching spirit

Perhaps tangible things are not so real and lasting as we imagine and that which we call ethereal is the greater reality and eternal. Perhaps the greatest of all that we do and create is only a shadow of what really is – a chasing of the wind – a child with a toddler's vocabulary trying to describe the Grand Canyon to a blind man – an imperfect physical attempt at expressing the unfathomable, spiritual things that we are incapable of understanding, much less explaining or creating.

sunrise communion

the first hint of color stretches across the horizon

subtle shades dance, tease, and tantalize the senses

soon a pastel palette paints before me ... a panorama

my soul basks in the glory of the sunrise

something awakens within me, yearning to commune with it's Maker

and for a moment i know Peace

what might have been

the news jolted my brain like a roundhouse kick upside my head
sapping my strength and evacuating the very oxygen from my lungs
your words, though not totally unexpected, still left me reeling

i walk away with a puzzled expression, shaking my head, mumbling under my breath, feeling a sense of bereavement

saddened at the sight of this bejeweled dream now stillborn, unrealized, wasted - an opportunity lost

but i refuse to dwell on the might-have-beens

pausing for a moment of sad remembrance i then fix a hopeful gaze futureward
tomorrow's bright sunrise will shine forth with a promise of new beginnings and new dreams imparted

my prayers are with you - fare thee well my sister, my friend

re-awakened

vulnerability
my biggest fear and greatest desire

to know and be known
a process requiring much patience

to trust again
a leap with reckless abandon after a devestating fall

to love and be loved unconditionally - unreservedly
the only thing worth everything