Intricacy of Light

My inner voice calm, looks for compassion. To give encouragement, it comes from within. I look for honesty as my eyes turn inside-out. Always searching to bend nettles and thorns into a perspicacious light, intricacy of lace — intimate in the meaning of life and love. Gems, like an embryo, form in the dark — eye-popping wisdom of diamonds and rubies, sapphires and fiery opals, not endlessly hypnotic but romantically impactful, not dubiously distracting. My arms don’t begin at the shoulders but are in the pits of my inner ken, an amiable passion, like a Winter’s fire surging powerfully to my hands that draw the waters of kisses and hugs and the mundane of cleanup at the end of a day, restart over and over again — deep deep breaths whisper slowly of strength and vigor, though the knees ache, the back’s bent but the smiles spark and the laughs light up like fuel from within. My family draws from my spirituality, the sense that everything will be alright. 4/23/2020 Sponsor: Caren Krutsinger A Poem Honoring Spirituality Poetry Contest