The Mystic Told

The mystic spirit told me once long ago'
"When you find your Love she will be everything you dreamed,
which shall not mean she is to be yours to hold or touch."

When you find your Love walking in high Summer
With fields of shining skies blazing in her eyes, (a vision)
Hair the color of sunlight rippling like Grace and Mercy
Rivers pouring over the inexpressible eloquence of the poem that is her shoulders,
Unseen angels unfolding wings in the corners of such a smile
Formed before the beginnings of human wisdom, (pure spirit)

Emanates from within her soul therein a living altar glows
Fragrant incense of service and sacrifice found pleasing before
The throne of a kingdom higher than any this world knows,

"When you find your love she will be everything,(you dreamed)
Everything except to own, to hold or touch."

The mystic spirit told me in the once of long ago.







Poetry by Chaucer Whethers The PoetBay support member heart!
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Written on 2014-09-10 at 00:57

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