Beyond Consciousness Poem by Linda Marie Van Tassell

The Scarlet roses blossom and burn.
Virginia cardinals twist and turn.
The sun is shining bright overhead
as Bonnie Blue tints the garden bed.

The mountains rise in a misty hue
as petals imbibe the morning dew;
and I am weightless, shall never die -
a union of earth and sea and sky.

A friend to cherish, I love you dear.
I just close my eyes and you are near.
I paint your image, color your smile,
stand back to admire you just a while.

My heart is happy; the sunshine whirls.
A hyacinth flaunts her mass of curls.
You look at me, and I look at you.
No words are exchanged between the two.

The March winds march to merge with the shore.
I know I have seen that face before.
Beyond consciousness, beyond all time,
we meet beyond pomp and paradigm.

And I am thankful, to glance at you.
What more have my blue-winged eyes to do?
The cloud has kissed you, drifted away.
Your heart is now the sunlight of day.

God's green garland of Sycamore twine
is a circle of love - yours and mine.
It wheels around us; our souls are free.
A kind of harbor it seems to be.