Sacred Vastness

Sacred Vastness



The depth of my love for you

would turn frogs into princes,

swamps into mountains,

rabbits into rainbows.

The breath of my love for you

would heal the starving children,

strike lightning

into the dark prisons of the mind,

shed pixie dust

over the cruel and insane.

The sacred vastness of this love

would terrify the faint of heart,

the weak of will,

the poor of spirit ~

For its majesty

dissolves the boundaries of this world,

heals the paradox of existence,

folds the stars into its glory;

to join, once and for all,

the exuberance of creation.

It is all I have for you.

For the rest ~

I come empty handed.


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