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Like the angelic scrolls of heaven,
your presence
expands and unfolds like
a universe
exploding--
I am wonderfully
in awe of it.
Never before could I imagine
this moment where
you call me
by my name
and look into my eyes with
bottomless
compassion and love.
And though
they are truly brown in color,
they take on the fiery
white gleam
of your own eyes as I gaze into them
--reflecting back their overwhelming
brilliance--for
nothing about me is not itself
transformed
by the heat and incandescence
of your supernatural
presence,
which empowers and energizes the machinery
of space-time and of reality around us
and within
the uncanny heart
and essence
of our individual and collective spirit-
bodies. You are space, time, energy,
thought, and matter all
gloriously stitched together
into one Being
that is wonderfully divine, yet earthy;
magnificent, yet humble; and
omni-potent, yet mild.
You have triumphed
over death and hell by
wresting away
the keys of life and death like an angry
and determined Messiah: so, sin is
defeated; man is restored;
and the Kingdom
and beyond
opens
up like a clearing in the dome of space--
and I,
I reflect on my unbelief
and lack of faith: and I ask myself,
Why...why dear Lord, have I doubted you?
------
"Good verse, like art, is difficult."
--ngoc m. nguyen, aka "poembender"
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The Damaged Self-Esteem of Suzy (updated)
