deep in The OurGlass

.

.

.

The Coming True

 
 
 
 
 
 
We have spoken of the Remembrances,  the tectonic shifting of a grand Paradigm,
 
the Parade of Moments that make up this Symphony of a Life,  the taking hold of
 
every Blessing before its echo fades into SumWhere,  and cherishing it All,  for 
 
All it is worth,  and realizing,  what it is to be a part of this Flow of undeniable 
 
Splendor and Grace,  to have been so stunned into shedding uncountable 
 
tears,  by awe,  by Love,  or touched by an Essence so infinitely beyond 
 
Wisdom and Compassion,  to have had my soul laid bare,  inside 
 
the silence of unspeakable Sadness,  to have quenched this 
 
ageless thirst of my Longing with a river of such terrible 
 
Beauty,  to understand the flaws in the very fabric 
 
of my Existence,  and so too the designs
 
sewn by no hand but my own,  while 
 
I stand humbled still by every act
 
of every Kindness ever left,  by
 
those I have been so blessed 
 
to know,  the Jewels adorning
 
the Richness of my Days,  and 
 
All are now present,  here on this,
 
      the very Threshold,  of All my Dreams . . .
.
.
.
.
 
Advertisements

Leave a Reply

Please log in using one of these methods to post your comment:

WordPress.com Logo

You are commenting using your WordPress.com account. Log Out / Change )

Twitter picture

You are commenting using your Twitter account. Log Out / Change )

Facebook photo

You are commenting using your Facebook account. Log Out / Change )

Google+ photo

You are commenting using your Google+ account. Log Out / Change )

Connecting to %s