! ! A Sonnet In Soul's Eyes Poem by Michael Shepherd

If the soul had eyes unshadowed by
that restless fog that shorts my mortal stature;
eyes so bright with dazzling holy light
reflected pure from every living creature -

and if the soul were minded by itself
thus hearing every being that moves and lives
sing of its perfect greatness and its wealth,
give of itself as God forever gives –

and if the soul might always choose the best
unhindered by the tempting, ceaseless play
of magic new creation far from rest –
what then would be my Truth, my Life, my Way?

So may I dream – dream in God’s soul and mind;
so dream myself awake - this true to find..

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[With boundless thanks to David Taylor for this thought first expressed in his poem]