(David)
BEYOND THE MIRROR
Just a glimpse:
a single flicker of instant recognition;
one cosmic flash,
and my mental shutter clicked
and recorded the image on my memory.
One glimpse:
that's all I got, and yet it was more than enough
to warm my soul
and raise goosebumps and convince me
that I have seen the Garden of Delight.
You were there:
dancing beauty; dancing life and strength and freedom
and you were
and are and will be an integral part
of the Garden and you share Delight.
I loved you
and love you and will love you as only we who have seen
beyond the mirror
can love the dancing spark of another
who has shared a glimpse of the Garden.
Dancing with the Light:
colour shining through you
and fanning from your fingertips;
spinning swirls of life and love and beauty
paint the wild flowers with rainbow inspiration.
Sitting on a grassy bank, I watch you dance;
inhaling your slowly sparkling
and deeply jewelled wisdom;
at one with the Garden.
Dancing with the Word:
understanding everything
in perfect clarity; exploring
original inflection with inspired stress;
portraying the truth with immaculate movement.
Sitting on my grassy bank, I understand.
The flowers understand too.
For a remembered second,
dancer and watcher
and Light and Word
are One Spark.
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