Poetry is God’s Motion

September 8th, 2008

In addition to thoughts on politics, this blog will also have several original poems per week by the author that seek to connect themes and feelings that may or may not matter to the reader.

Poetry is God’s Motion

A poem is a humble means
To discover what's inside our heads
Past subtle screens
And doom's dreads
What's real yet the stuff of dreams

For if we can share our souls
And fill our hearts' sterling silver bowls
If we can join something eternal
That we both hold true
Than we might come closer
As one, not two

We might learn
A more infinite wisdom
An endless love
That heals the loneliness
Inside
And Helps us rise above
Over silent boundaries
With wings of a dove
With a clean happiness
That can not be denied

A poem is a humble prayer
Simple words sanctified
For it reaches out
With calm voice
Not anxious shout
It touches our heart
Burns through doubt
And daily reminds us
In this minute
In this breath
That connecting as one
Is the secret of life
That triumph's hollow death
His will be done