Your life plays out as words from scripture
Reading elegance drawn out as a picture
Sounds and voices lessening intentions
Transcending time and space dimensions.
Covering feeble, sounds of a wanderer
Casting imaginings, showy as a conjurer
Spritely belongings taming a fortune
Autumn shading falling in mid-June.
These lines all enriched with passion on sight
Receive natures blessing by casting first light
Devoured within and behind not beyond
As myriads of angels erupt into song.
As waves upon waves as lines on a page
This wisdom is ours and yet seems so sage
When at once and at last a curtain descends
Not drawing to close, not bringing to end.
Instead but to hide and to cover us both
As one eyes would widen at this instant growth
And yet it falls down before your wide smile
You took what you need with subtle bred guile.
So cosy this seems and bounded we are
To come as we did we travelled so far
To come as we have we love to admit to
As bodies we lie together in situ.
© Kris Blackburn 02/03/13