There is a light that disturbs the sensitivities;

majesty and grace that breaks open the soul,

leaving it un-mended.

I see this light; feel this majesty and grace

in fleeting episodes of contemplative silence

where temporal noise is cancelled out

in a cross-cycle of energies hovering above

my feeble sense of reality.

There the soul is a vessel to be shattered;

memories rise as ethereal spirits

from a subset structure of pain and longing;

the order of emotions crumble into

smoldering heaps of rage or misery.

From within this chaos, a faint voice appears.

It alights as a dove of peace,

glows with an affectionate fury

deeper than the strongest cosmos.


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