You know what I mean.
We see it easiest in others;
but when we catch
its reflection in the mirror,
it frightens us;
even raises denial
while the longing ferments
in a spiritual pressure cooker.
The "what" is usually
inconsequential,
flitting from one facet to
another,
steadied only by our anxious
stare
into the black hole
of others' expectations.
But somewhere in the corner
of our dreams, memorable mostly
in the instant before waking,
lies an ache to be no more or
less
than precisely the soul
into which our birthing
breath was inspired.
It's the place where we defy
gravity,
living a capeless super-hero
life
with ease beyond imagination.
When you glimpse this hope
flashing through your world,
ride it all the way
to the end of its light year.
It's who you are.
© 2015 Todd Jenkins
I love this one, Todd! Excellent!
ReplyDeleteThank you, Cathy. I heard someone near and dear pining for this recently.
DeleteThank You, & God Bless!
ReplyDeleteDe nada, Stan. Blessings to you.
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