Secret hidden space, at core of all I am
alive with Life, creative breath
gentle touch of love that will not cease
place of silent stillness and of peace
that does not fear the wiles of death
but fills the soul like spring filled dam
There, at the core, I sense his kiss
caressed, I swoon and open wide
my inner reach in which I stand
without shoes or feet or even sand
on which to leave footprints, but ride
on wings of love and inner bliss.
Place where I am not, yet so truly see
that all I thought, desired and felt
is not the essence of my being
but just a passing way of seeing
that must be left like useless belt
that bound and would not let me be.
It’s here that life is truly found
and love and peace and truth abound
its here that every corner’s round
and silence is the only sound
that speaks to heart and will not rest
until my life is fully blest.
This poem has not been translated into any other language yet.
I would like to translate this poem