Roots of Worship

My roots of Creator worship
are fed and watered
by Creation appreciation
and curiosity  

Whether this might also be true
and sometimes disappointingly false
for you

A resonantly sacred
sometimes prophetic
heart

With a resilient
health developing
ecosystemic mind

For whom my tricky part,
or one of many
as I recall...

Furtive sidewind glances
to my youthful left

Where he sat
in his magnificent
thick stacked darkness,

My closet worship thing 
is impossible to come out
with perfect timing
with someone I am powerfully,
intoxicatingly, enraptured by
with
within
and preferably not without

Yet have no hope or intention
of ever being naked
or even transparent,
and certainly not vulnerable,
within his sight and hearing.

If said out loud,
then unveiled too soon
to not cause unwanted predative
seductive concerns.

If not said too soon
then inevitably disclosed too late
to retain resonant
and resilient trust

No hidden agendas,
no closet colonizing cases,
no aging platonic relationships
continuing to work
and play better
in just right silence
of unseen
unheard
unfelt
untouched emotions
without attaching motions

Back through roots of Creator worship
fed and watered
by Creation appreciation
and thick stacked curiosity.
Copyright © | Year Posted 2021

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