Into His kingdom, into His Place,
the glory of unfamiliar,
my heart
seeks with extreme passion.
Somehow, someway,
blocking out distractions
that want only to scratch against
this Face;
but out
comes an expression
that is stirring to be alive,
with all the curves and
colors
that open words to be worthy droplets,
millions of word droplets
create
a Face I will never forget.
For I look
beyond any one thing
to the great, unfamiliar great.
Such that takes me to a lift
as if looking
over the canyon
and to the other side
where my feet insisted I travel.
When in sight,
it is just a step and nothing
more,
waiting for me.
Now faces meet
and
the love is exchanged
while strength is regained.
A cheer is heard from afar,
as if heaven
wanted this union
more than I.
A
different song begins to play
and I find what was a destiny
is only an open
endless field.
It’s as if dancing was
the claps
that kept beating
while all seen and unseen
kept my breath in timing.
Breathing was given,
but I could only know
of
its riches when arriving.
An enemy starred
but grew weary
as the forming of face
likeness
was the results of this Place.
Father likeness
becomes this child’s features
and the final chain
dissolved.
