My mind has entered a hall of unique lights, a blazing
So carnally intimidating yet ever so invitingly restful to
The me no one has ever seen, nor truly felt in words of
Touchable flavors that lays no claim to hues in colors
Related to anything, experienced by the eyes of flesh.
A dividing of the gifted duality; my mind indulging more
So, into the invisible aspect of this wonderful form of
Excitable animations untapped never looked at locomotive
Travel. Imagine, thought transposing your entire being to
The grid of your patterned willful process in fluid perfection.
In remembrance of the likeness I had no idea was so loosely,
Breath-ably, heartfelt, openly shared. A literal walking in the
Same breath as the exhalation ascending from the invisibleness
Of a form in energy, that knows everything I breathe to become.
Knowing the value of spoiled goods because this energy, is everything.
An undeniable profoundness, likens to an unstoppable flood and
The opening of the earth in a true suddenness, swallowing up the
Simplified explainable; leaving that which speaks in the language
Only heard in the days of Eden’s flourishing protective purity,
Magnifying simplicity, understanding life because of it.
Knowing finally there is absolutely no light existing that can stand
In equal, our physical solar lantern does not tip the scale in a parallel
Conversational light. Though the warmth it generates, is factually
A true tender Heavenly kiss in prelude to the obvious coming day
Of the newness of unknown imperfection, missing nothing at all.
My mind has entered a hall of unique lights, a blazing
So carnally intimidating yet ever so invitingly restful to
The me no one has ever seen, nor truly felt in words of
Touchable flavors that lays no claim to hues in colors
Related to anything, experienced by the eyes of flesh.
- Author: Thumping Heart (Pseudonym) ( Offline)
- Published: January 12th, 2017 16:56
- Comment from author about the poem: The finding that one elevated point in understanding where thought becomes the most amazing breath of a true beating heart that the actualized likeness of ones created being becomes just that in the realist most awakened light ever experienced....A family of True Love....
- Category: Spiritual
- Views: 34
Comments2
Very playful; nicely written.
Thank you much for this nice review Dford1....Thumping Heart
Great write
Thank you very much Tony36 I truly appreciate your input again thank you much....Thumping Heart
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