Spontaneity
"discarding narrow thought flow crutch
we learn directly by soft touch
and what we garner we relay
to the vast void in childlike play
entwined thus with the universe
we dance without need to rehearse"
~ line of inquiry by Unseeking Seeker
Reflected in the rain dowsed puddle,
Inspirations, dreams, stirrings of wonders,
Broken smiles who risk the secrets,
Flooding the feelings, hopes like a sunrise,
Erasing the night’s wings with joy
That becomes more amazing as the sunlight,
Bleeds its music through every pore,
Silencing the fears of a haunted soul,
Calming the source of twilight’s glow,
Lifting the heart so it quietly soars…
On the echoes of star’s twinkling, gently
Exposing all the jewels of an energetic night,
Thriving on the combination of grace and courage,
Emerging beneath the moon’s smoldering insights,
As the dewdrop promises fade into morning’s trembling,
The urging of a flame grazed day, sundrenched,
And warming, like the rising grace that abides
Inside the spirit of one who knows, hope smiles,
In the sunrise, in the dew’s thought, on the cloud’s trail,
Where our music feels like yesterday’s suggestion…
Breathless blends of awake and asleep,
Knowing that life is filled with likely peace,
Serene as the moments who’re blessed by His light,
Softly flowing from heaven, raining down the wispy
Smiles from the edges of a moon, glowing
Facing the past and embracing the eternal, sighing
Like the wonders of a feeling, a prayer, hesitant
Yet so bold it seems to color the world in the dance,
Through yesterday’s meanings, through silence,
Through the feelings that bleed intimacy and intentions,
Abiding in the sincerity of an impression, graceful
Like the fresh that arises after the rain has left us…
In these few moments, spontaneous magnificence,
Filled with colors, brilliant lights…
Coloring forever in love that cries out to hearts,
Embracing the miracles of a soul who sees,
Beyond the fear, into the faithfulness of a moment,
Heard by the stars, felt by the seas,
A moment of oblivious, where impulses are free,
And, the heart, the soul – they simply believe,
Because it is here, in the freshly felt silence,
That love abides and shudders with a desire,
To hear the words of poetry that inspires the fires,
Fervent and beloved, like the swelling of a delight,
Erasing all worry and despairing of darkness,…
Remembering, natural love comes to those,
Who believe in the survival of grace,
Grace that sees through the lesions of doubt,
Into the freedom of faith that never stops believing,
Never stops seeing – love that succeeds,
In destroying every phobia with the promise
Of a light that returns gentle for harsh,
Right for wrong and sincere for artificial,
Making the heart and soul sing a song of spontaneity,
Like a psalm that leads you on… just lead on.
God holds us all… in His sturdy palm!
Copyright ©
Regina Mcintosh
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