each new world existing both for, and because of divine love?
Do you dip into one pool and each ripple is a new-born dream manifest
as human on earth,
as star in sky,
as song in space?
Or do you simply sit as a ledger line, supporting all notes that wander off the scale, searching for the extremes?
Floating freely among us all,
do you walk on water?
Will there be a time when we will
reminisce from home about this last mission to earth,
how crazy and beautiful it all was even before leading up to the last suffering cry? Do you, like I, long for that sacred toast, so near I can already hear the chime,
our touching crystal?
©2017, Amaya Engleking
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Also for dVerse question prompt. What can I say, I am filled with many questions and but one answer.