In the darkness of stilled eyes
the heart hears with pregnant breath…
the delicate punctuation
of your one-line song…
alluring me into the rhythm
of coaxing convergence
To be hidden is to
not know but to love
that edge of the present
which cannot be clearly seen
but only held as
the blind hug from behind
your back that surprises
and comforts you without
specific conveyance
Can faith simply be to love enough
AND reach abundantly to more?
tpt
10/13/2018
Thank you, Thomas, I am always interested in a better understanding of faith, that thing we’re always supposed to have more of, and which, as far as I can tell, I have none of. I think I can say, though, that I have received and given love (more of the former,) and my experience is, that it inspires the “abundant reach” for more.