Wow, waxing poetic isn't something I can do, but this is rather nice. What's it from?
Glad you like it, too!
From this:
Reliving the Woman
I looked in the box and what did I see?
I had found an old treasured magic that had been made long ago.
I reached in to hold this thing in my hands and see if it still glowed.
This essence of holy gold felt warm to my touch and my heart wept with joy as this remembered treasure came to life once more.
Could be this wonder for me, I gasped as my heart became youthfully alive again.
Could my bones feel any warmer and stronger, perhaps as before?
The eyes of this magic are looking at me and saying I live for thee and am the food that has been made for thee.
Those magic eyes that have been sleeping not in my sight for so long now are shining for me and telling me my heart is alive within thier warmth.
I close my eyes and am I young again and remember this instant of creation and the year’s fall from me as scales did from Paul upon seeing.
My sins are smoothing and my garments are becoming my skin, translucent and singing as they wrap me in life.
I am becoming as I was before I was and God is smiling.
Found treasure did I, and my voice is once again steady and baritone with a richness beyond words.
Found treasure did I and my blood I feel warming as a new ray warms the leaf beneath the dew.
She is coming to see me; I can breathe her essence and feel it scent my very being.
She is coming to see me.
The woman is coming to see me.
Copyright ã 2004
Clarence W. Andrews, Webb City, Missouri
Something I wrote several lifetimes ago I have not posted my poetry here in a long time.
Love the body.