Fully Clothed
Ah, Love,
you come;
all confusion suddenly grows calm,
and all I thought within me dead
arises with new life.
I am enraptured,
surrounded by your divine presence;
eternity seems hushed and still,
and time and space suspended
before thy probing rays.
I cleanse my soul
in your absolving stream,
and I grow aware beneath
your penetrating light.
I am known--
and Love will during me into knowing
both myself and you.
I cast away all caution;
I abandon my soul
to your gentle wooing,
stripped of all pretension.
My naked spirit
goes laughing before you,
for to be known
is to be
fully clothed.
Copyright, 1987, Faye Gibson
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