Savoring the last glimpse of summer …

 

Think with your heart,

Easily said,

But then I remain hidden in the crowd.

 

Think with your heart,

I feel the tugging yet I remain silent,

Again.

 

Think with your heart,

Too much, I will respond,

And do the uncomfortable thing.

 

And suddenly,

Find others following.

 

I walk into the forest just this once,

Beckoning a path, once invisible to me,

Until this forever moment.

 

Glistening leaves turn to gold,

From shards of transforming light

Singing the forever welcome.

 

Walking, I return home to forever love.

which lies just beyond.

 

Entering the labyrinth for the last time.

This time there is a seat in the middle,

Where I can gaze at my life and the Lord,

And bathe in peace,

 

Not just a glance this time,

But a long stare,

Where the warmth fills my bones,

And my soul.

 

I remain. With gratitude and love.

 

 

Art informs truth; illuminating the “dark field” which lays beyond the physical and metaphysical.