Touch of the Spirit
Touch of the Spirit
Touched by this unseen breath
That hovered over a shapeless abyss
My understanding
Stretches - reaching for
This tantalizing scent of divinity
And a fluttering touch
This dove of prophetic mystery.
Cravings carved from aspirations
Foreshadow an anointed reverie
When musings beget beatitudes
Like a sigh rustling leaves
Restless perfection ascends
On amazing wings
From a fire that never burns
To trace a silhouette
Of elusive answers
Coming into focus
For my near-sighted eyes
On shafts of newborn light.
The unselfish redeeming heart
Descends in loving nudges
Of hallowed serendipity
Planting seeds of whimsy
Possibility
From contemplation
Freed from judgements
And twirling paths of tarnished opinions
Intentional inspiration
Flows from fleshless wind and fire
Like an irresistible sneeze
To foreshadow resolutions
Glimmering through far off mists
Where notes wait for me
Words clamor to speak rhymes
Colors step forward from shadows
Begging for artistry
Laboring for birth.
Touched by this breathless sigh of longing
Only visible
In the alluring aromas of the divine
My timeworn steps of a threadbare dance
Fall away
Pulled into perfect synchronization
By an ever gracious goodness
Reason fades into faith
Uniting me with love
Beloved teacher, divine star.
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