Revelation
By mark_yelland-brown
Sun, 12 Sep 2004
- 915 reads
"Revelation"
Letting You out of the box I provided,
light storms joy brimming,
dissolving heart boundaries.
Mountains turn to fine dust and the Sun of my dreams
beams louder.
Praise, in breathing You in and out,
every atom a huge infinity of substance,
to eyes that see everything,
all.
Hope is near enough to know its scent.
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