time seems drawn

its face lined with

impending

he breaks the light

clenching tightly to the

known increments

the necessary actions

of the confines of the clock

my tongue the guide

of what cannot be spoken

take away the bonds of time

and revel in that which blooms

crooning magnificence

taken with song

my heart smiling

and when eyes open

i try to remember the infinite

the confines restrict

and i fall away


into the someday of bliss


where i already am

grace traverse the halls marbled and stony white lit and honest not a speck of dust caught the air only light

the light only pure


the gentlest of blatant honesty

you bow before yourself

loved for all

lit for all you are worth

breath and surrender

to God, Your Self