Alarmed! filling each vessel that appears
empty without a single envious soul
of wondrous realities.
Closure pleasantly presents her time
first and last among faithful believers
lost in the forest confused, finding
themselves covered in understanding
upon the first arrival of sunbeams shining
brightly like a beam of never-ending light.
Floating high among trees above clouds
of white steps illus-ionized higher
higher appearing to have landed on moss
so soft, cooling, comforting to the spirit
an angel touching face above halo shines.
Perfection is known to be living in
another place where time stood
still in the moment of silence, amazed
in delightful sensations that never
felt like this sweet love. You are
raised high enough to touch the Universe
of your immortal descent.
You have climbed high enough to find
the reason love is like a shiny
light, perfect in vision, perfect in
spirit. Perfect in the eye of God.