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Dec 2018
Sand brown walls,
Quiet,
Spacious,
The lights of christmas adornments
Travel through the floor to ceiling windows

I sit in silent wonder,
The children are asleep
I feel my body,
In this vast
Empty expanse

This silence makes me think of things,
It makes me wonder

I open the sliding glass door
To see is darkness weaving its way through towering trees
I look up in awe,
Surrendered reverence
To a world not quite seen
But enveloping the one I know
Through my mind and senses

But I can still feel this other world
Whispering to me
Bestowing me with a desire to explore this greater reality
Almost as if I were a visionary,
Seeking to merge with the Divine
In wholeness,
To experience completion

I closed the door, for now
But I will go back,
I will do more than visit
I want to vibrantly exist there
While still fully human
On this earth,
A human vessel
Carrying the Divine within,
Pouring it generously out
Onto anyone who asks for it.
River
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River
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     ryn, sue and Traveler
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