The supple skin of the ocean's twilight
flaunts God's variegated face with
waves of determined love.
We are only the audience
to this wide stage
waiting to be entertained
and purified as a baby dripping
with baptismal waters.
Leave this old life behind
and imagine the future
by the osmosis of the soul
into the many souls.
In that serrated understanding
we must make peace
with our very tears of farewell
like a bride finding her new home
on the shores of the Beloved.
Wednesday, December 31, 2014
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Very nice! Jack
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