Creative Spark

and we go on
pretending life and love away
as if its existence were beyond us
instead of centered
in the prism of our hearts

Time stands still
as symbols come alive
creating image, visions of
an infinite, eternal love

the point of every heart's desire
and each of us, a spark
etched in form beneath the mark
of deity's eternal fire

what image shall we choose today?
what role shall we portray?
infinite, the choices now
yet choose we must, somehow

Else how could finite form exist?
An image - rising in the mist
of mind set free, of spirit flying
I hear a small voice, gently sighing

content within the arms that gently hold
the infinite, that gentleness may mold
another heart into a lotus white
that opening receives the light
of love

? Michaelette ?

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