God Is a Lonely Child

AFTER I finish my statement 

 as confess I, my fear:

    if you should ever leave me

i know we love each other very dearly

                   ,more

than tears from clouds and how they

need sunbeams and then they make 

Mayflowers in Spring

              my breath of gentle touch

how the heavy Moon is twilights'first 

thrushes may awake a pleasant country

and awake some world)selves

                    .La. da. Da Da Dada da

(how i would live without you in madness

or in mere death or both who is la guerre)

you could simply me. darling

        how precious this point 

   of creative never known

 how unspoken words were feeling

before words before the moon 

before God wished Himself into a Father

   and then even<

        we love and crave smiles and hugs

      and immemorial of whos and hows

      and whens )

        before     

    how each Soul and heartbeat touches me

  which I kiss.

:: 06.05.2024 ::

Author's Note

My lip's are sewed shut.

Reviews

[emmajoygreen]

' how precious this point
of creative never known
how unspoken words were feeling
before words before the moon
before God wished Himself into a Father'

Love-found emotions, balancing feelings with the love of a mortal or for a less earth-bound closeness. Perhaps going back to the creation, from that time each and every emotion embellished by and in the heart. Perhaps.

[Poetic Beauty]

This made think of God as the Divine Creator and all this he has made and how we interact or lack of interacting with him.

I love the flow and the wording of this whole piece

[E.P. Robles]

Thank you. I'm on a rail with writing tonight. I wasn't sure if anyone would connect

[Poetic Beauty]

I often write and read at night. I seem to be a detailed oriented person. So I pick up on subtle cues and words. During the late night hours my mind is more calm and focused.

[E.P. Robles]

I completely understand! I endure the long dark tunnel to see the morning sun!