gentlegrace

gentlegrace

A Poem by Matthew Young

I wanted to become real with
The motion of your touch
A simple symphony of longing
Distributed eagerly from
The confines of your love
I wanted a morning by your side
A chance to challenge the dawn
Alongside towering mandalas of dew
Displaying balance of perfect oneness
Mirroring us in feelings uncharted
By time or song
I wanted your heartbeat in my palm
It's driving rhythm to send me
From the shadows of uncertainty
Where you wait in white light
And gentle grace

© 2010 Matthew Young


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Added on December 5, 2010
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