Communion
I long to write metaphors in shades mosaic
Paint the peace that denies within
In my mind harness liquid essence poetic
This conscience which now dances amidst a violent wind
I wish to empathize with the Monarch butterfly
Landing quite inquisitive upon my limb
Like it, withdraw from never asking why
Just to discover who I really am
Journey off from bustle to secret places
Where city sounds whisper so very dim
And words fall out of clouds picturesque
It’s here; I know I can easily talk to Him
Form my thoughts, offer praising supplication
Let sail my soul upon His waters placid
Bringing back to life meanings of lost versification
Then my pen writes what afore could not be answered
And soon my pages fill as glaciers fall into warmer oceans
Overflow like the rivers do in rainstorms advent
Revealing purpose through myriad sacred revelations
Heaven’s door opens and I step through in…
At peace evermore, I am
Copyright © Michael Smith | Year Posted 2013
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