26 Monday Mar 2018
Posted in Poetry, spirituality
Tags
beauty, imperfection, life, love, mystery, seeing in the dark, sight, soul, spirit
of moments
left uncertain –
to the turning of a hand
are graces I was given –
I have want
to understand
who I am
a miracle
of everything and none
flawless imperfection
in this spirit
I’ve become
give me grace
unfinished –
no more
or less than I
to speak with truth
and tempt my soul
with sight
. . .
Starry-eyed Writer, Cautious Philosopher, Hopeful Romantic
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Reblogged this on The Reluctant Poet and commented:
Come read this wistful and tender poem – FLAWLESS.
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Beautiful.