Enlightenment

The day I saw who you really are...

In the heavy silence

of a gathered throng,

he stood before us,

asking us to reach

toward whatever we believed

in soul-bound silence,

and ask the Universe

the most audacious wish

we held most dear.

Spirit in the room with us

absorbed all ambient sound.

I closed my eyes,

beseeched the

Great Un-understood

to prove, to show me

It exists.  Show me

that I pray not to

a ceiling, clouds, the vapors

of overheated faith.

The quietude which followed

stilled my rushing blood

within my ears, behind my eyes

as one by one, the family

chosen, not born

over agonizing years

appeared to me, smiling,

extending their heart's embrace

to cradle me with arms

still felt today.  My friends,

my God speaks love

through your creations,

and the love you create

feeds whatever Gods there are.

Reviews

[Ladysue]

Truly a beautiful piece of writing...

[FJ Davis]

No God that I know of, would argue with this--though, I must admit, I know very few arguing Gods.
Your poem has truth, beauty and nobility, Joel. Not a bad Trifecta.

[KimLove "The Beautiful ..]

Joel truly a beautiful write. I found it to be very touching. xoxoxo