verse | soul, pts. i & ii

soul, pt. i

as agile fingertips
caress her finer senses
light ripples softly
out to untouched edges
the melodies twinkle skyward
slipping past gravity’s snare
back to the grateful heavens.
all flow freely into the Harmony
we know as Love.

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soul, pt. ii

and by the light of her grace, i learn that
love reveals life’s deepest gifts,
my ancient truths and forgotten joys–
answering a thousand silent prayers.