Sacred Substance
I can feel that distant bond with spheric energy
that determines
my life proceed
that I follow
the currents
that stimulate significance
within my insignificant fragment
of the larger.
My senses
plugged into an endlessly pregnant womb
constantly conceiving new parallels
between dreams and realities
I grow with the pulse of purpose
That tutors my hungry soul.
A bottomless vessel of nerves
absorbing the globe
lapping the cream of sentience
and sipping static,
to slake the sixth
saturating it
with lessons learned.
I absorb the sacred substance
of limited time
A chance
to experience an eternity of emotion
and all the degrees between
the rapture at the highest peak of jubilation
and the rapture at the lowest
hollow of lament
because
to be human is to be spiritual.
Copyright © Jean Marble | Year Posted 2006
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