Changing, always changing
and I am blessed by it.
I found myself wondering
if the tears that fall so easily now
are actually just bliss pouring through me
as I feel the magic in this life
evermore embracing me
in its flow.
That a deeper mystery is speaking
through my heart as I accept it all
even as my understanding of the physical
recedes away in proportion to how much I know
of the creation around me.
I am feeling something that
the mental me cannot touch.
Something that caresses me
as a lover's hand would.
Something that laughs
at my understandings
and yet loves my sincerity.
Something that whispers to me
that I am mortal
and yet loves me so much
that I do not care.
Belissimo existence,
changing, ever changing
and I am so blessed by it.
gallagher
Christchurch
11 Jul 18
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