Infinity
Fear of infinity sits with me
today, eternity flies, looms,
hovers stretches the heart
must make room for the
dark
space I am to embark.
Though I let my eyes search
for God within;
let my eyes mingle with
the Cosmic wind.
Afraid of what will be
stormy slaps. It is not
really your place to
see such grace.
The thorny drift burnished
by that crush around the
trees, now I'm afraid God,
now I'm glad you are with me.
Copyright © Gisele Vincent-Page | Year Posted 2011
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