Might It Be...
by Odin Roark


Musical consciousness
surpassing even the bliss of silence

Touch that lifts
layered secrets from the
striations of marble

Salt upon the lips
swirling distant memories
of aquatic heritage

Colors that mix
mind's forever pigments
with imagined emotions
not yet born
yet ancient in nature's
sorrow and joy

Might it have been...love

That

which we know little of
which rises above earthly truth
to the darkness
that only light can know

Mr. Barber

To a secular believer
what is your Lamb of God
if not something
only transcendence can deliver
perhaps while listening to one's breath
or your harmonies of ethereal conscience

What might it be?