…You and I
tacitly pause
for this moment in time;
Breathless
under the harp
of a gracile blessing,
painting its illusive mural
of beauteous dreams;
Which are
no more disquieted
than the rising sun;
Capturing the dawn of our soul
into an ethereal carousel of visions,
calming the breadths of our quantifying longing
from esoteric avoidances, while we
linger
with abandon,
where the meaning
of our life is more than
this distillate existence; Trudging
across the ripening hemispheres of eternality;
Ensorcelling
our intimate thoughts
with seasonable conceptions-
embodied to feel life through emotional
expedience, within this transcendental caress
of love awakening all presupposed notions:
our spiritual beings reveal us into the sacral depths
of our omniscient souls, where we are embraced
within divinity’s spiritual presence…
…you and I
© Poetry by: Victoria L. McColley 2011
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