Poetry is romance in the mind
A conduit, to the changing  faces of truth
A careful way—to convey  
Our exaltations—
of vision and beauty
Of duality and love
Of moment and memory
Of the heavens— above
To strive with hopeful humility  
Of shaping and elevating— words  
For connection, for visibility
For just a glimpse of that perfect light
That soft brief touch—of the divine