Big Sky Country
Lost in a dream
Of isolation…
Sometimes I think
I care too much
For you
And romanticize depression.
The dark firs
Huddle at l’heure bleu
Like the spires of churches
I see myself kneeling
Praying to God for you
Before I even met you.
I can think of other forms
Of worship
Than loving you
But I’ve decided
Being your priest
Is enough—
Heaven for me
Is a series of slow-motion replays
Of our love.
Sometimes I wonder how our God who is outside the dimension of time feels about heaven. This opens some avenues of imagination. :)
Thanks, lydon - heaven does open some avenues of imagination, but as my mentor once told me, it's another world - impossible to imagine - I think even Paul said that
Romantic love can indeed be that way ... the dualistic aspect of human nature, I suppose. A really passionate and engaging write, John:)
Thanks Pryde :)
I often think to myself how life would be so much easier if I didn't think about things so much, but that is the artist in me. I think you and I have that in common.
Yes, thank you, Ginny
Breathtaking work of art. I love it
thank you
Creative work this is something so nice wonderful and great :)
thank you!
Interesting poem, particular way to love. Beautiful!
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Lovely ❤
thanks
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