Galaxies away the echo of stars makes her bloom
this rose made of warm inside a heated hand *
Fine tuning her soul to the chime of a thousand crystal pieces
she blasts out and planets resound within her Chalice heart;
Resonating inside her, the peeling bells of Notre- Dame
contain her whole Universe...
Tucked safely inside an IVEAN cloak she lives free
no longer part of this global world.
A star of multiple constellations, she belongs only
to One identifiable light, HIS own.
Evolving endlessly in time she reverberates and rings
entering God's vestibule of heaven without a single sound
Wearing the immortal crown of existence she delves
in, a crowning moment of glory
The mirror shatters in a million tiny pieces and all of truth
arrives, making her whole once again.
A BEAUTIFUL SHARING...HOW POWERFUL 'HIS' STARS ARE, INDEED, BUT THEN 'FIRST CHRISTMAS EVE' WAS A SHINING DEMONSTRATION OF THIS! ENJOYED VERY MUCH! LOVE, BLESSINGS AND FAITH....HIS+INSPIRATIONS
Mystic, this is beautifully written. For me it describes a mystical dimension of being. The illustration of Christine Hilbert’s book enhances your writing of transcendence. Reading this feels like a journey, with wonder in these parts: “this rose made of warm….”. I love that image. And even though I don’t know what an IVEAN cloak is(looking up the word brought describers of ocean, but I also saw images of hooded cloaks), that line makes me want to tuck into a cloak of safety right about now, for this global world is heavy in itself. And then, your last two lines are so very uplifting….what is heavy but a concept. Thank you for writing this glistening contribution. ~~ djl
In "A Touch of Your Presence" are words that would inspire, encourage and strengthen one's soul when faced with challenges and difficulties and to know the awesomeness of God's power.
When two men hit the reset button and decide to go out looking for the good in the world, they not only find it but also a lot more.
P.S. The title is listed on Amazon under Look for Something Good by Robert Drews (not by Robert H. Drews)
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