Poetry 2011 Two

The Empyrean (highest heaven), from the illust...Image via Wikipedia

And this is love—
The vertigo of Heaven
Beyond the cage of words,
Suddenly to be naked
In the searchlight of truth . . .
Music of the Sky: An Anthology of Spiritual Poetry

Love Never Fails

I have fallen between the cracks
and landed in the spaces
where love never fails 

Beloved, you are my captor
and I am bound by your love
I hear you whisper softly
don’t speak. words fail here, just listen
churning on the seas of your desire

I am the rising and the falling
the beginning and the ending
the fullness and the emptiness
journey to the furthest point of your yearning
I am the anguish and the exaltation

I am the grain of sand awakening the pearl
I am the morsel you are tasting
be it bitter or sweet
quench your deepest thirst here
where you think I’m not
I Am.

By Beth Atchison

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