If I am anything at all
I am yours
as the sun seeks the center of day to roar her rays
and sake world in golden waves
as earth breaks apart and mountains form
beneath water like temples surge
as your eyes hold me in their sway
the black of them, the holy place
as life lives beneath my skin
only when you seem to exist
there are times
captured and lost
never truly revealed
beyond our understanding
a chime of circumstance and gods
you are the priest to my implore
a song sung in aching hour
the fingers I let loose my soul
you are my gravity
you with your violet and your indigo
soul
there are places so beautiful my breath is stole
yet nothing, nothing, nothing I have beheld
can take the place of you in my heart
you are the missing part
you are the beginning and the circumference
even as I feel your knife
I cleave that much closer
it is my ritual to seek only
that place I call home within your own
we came from the same place in time
I was born of your need to be eternal
without proof of life
I exist and I perish
upon your word
you, the one I turn
you, the birth of me
you, the missing link
you, the key I wear
around my being
let me or deny me
I seek despite myself just one
who will never diminish nor could be
equalled in my heart
for some of us are old fashioned in devotion
a thorn could not penetrate more
that sea within me carrying your salt
if stained glass were more radiant
if storms could pulse with pinkening lore
if the world could find words for such things
I would still be
bare foot running the long mile separating now and then
then when you were my everything
now in the absence of peace
hither no meaning made itself known
for only in your arms I know
that steady belief and spiritual home
strike me dead the day I quit my faith
you are my goodness, you are
my grace
Damn, your good 💐
These 2 stunning lines really grab my attention
“you are the missing part
you are the beginning and the circumference”
I think we are not granted the gift of great love in order to compare the lesser ones to it and find them wanting, but to inform them, teach our heart in them, among other things, that such grace that can be.
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TheFeatheredSleep – A grace, whether in the moment or remembered, still active in the heart.
You send me~
This…
“for only in your arms I know
that steady belief and spiritual home
strike me dead the day I quit my faith
you are my goodness, you are
my grace”
Sums it up perfectly. Beautifully written.
Beautiful…breathless
A beautiful homage to a lover!
Faith is the substance of things felt yet not seen; these unseen worlds of indescribable joy are more real than anything the physical world can perceive, yet, the true source of all kindness we experience. Without faith and love, and hope and kindness, the density and sluggishness of this outer slowed world wears upon our collective soul. Light such as that you hold within, dear precious poet, is the most powerful force in the Universe. This light within will sustain and nourish you, without ever running dry. It will overflow your pen and fill your heart beyond. This is the true purpose of pain, that it may be overcome by the light. You are in the precious marrow of aliveness and strength. Bless you for your vulnerability, for your one step at a time, sole to road willingness to continue, to bathe in beauty rather than weariness. You are a living miracle and a testament to true healing. Much admired, Candice.
Michelangelo would have approved
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Thank you so much dear one
Thank you very, very much for reading this
Thank you so much Maria
Thank you so much lovely
Thank you so much I really appreciate that and you
That is a really good way of seeing it Bob. I think we are granted the gift of real love and so if we are, there are no second times there is that one but it doesn’t mean we can’t learn from it and grow as a person. I think if you are lucky enough to meet ‘the one’ there is nobody after that because nothing can exist after that, I am old fashioned in that way
btw did you see on FB Nicole Lyons was tweeted by CANADA – by a COUNTRY? How awesome is she?
Ivor as I love your work this is so valued thank you so much
Thank you dearest Charlie thank you so much for your support and encouragement
You’re very much welcome.
I did. She is beyond awesome, and her country has great taste.
Ha! They do! I thought that was incredible!
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Amazing poetry by a talented writer. Please read and enjoy.
I loved your work today dear Poet. You make me want to write.
Best. Compliment. Ever.
Thank you so much for the honor of your reblog
You are welcome my friend.