Every human being must contain the intelligence of an entire galaxy
Condensed down into a small black hole, of intense emotion.

When we first met

When we first met
I could not see your spirit at all;
I had to tease it out, with the feather of my breath.

And now our souls are like twin censors;
Flames from the very first breath, that lit the cosmos
Fuming themselves almost to heaven's door;
From there one day, God himself will tease out our essence

And we will shoot upward, like stars in the archer's bow
To fall back again, into the tapestry of his long enduring,
Our eyes the mirrored galaxies
Of the planes that he breathes through.

Ben Gieske
I always thought 1 + 1 = more than just 2. The meeting of 2 is a very creative act in many ways. Beautifully expressed in your words.

KissMoon123
Pretty

 

Frank Lambert
Wow, this is some meeting and what a lovely verse it spawned. If I can ask a stupid question, why must every human being contain the intelligence of an entire galaxy?

diamonddigger
The idea that a hidden spirit can find its twin and move into passionate spheres together with the eternal is a compelling one....but the fact that it is wearing this lovely designer-word-dress (of a poem)crafted by the best word-designer ....makes it a star of the runway of the universe....

Sandra Martyres
This piece lives upto the expectations expressed in the foreword...brilliant writing Patti

Jack Williams
Epic, especially the last verse.

John Weber
Incredible intimacy and balance here, with much that dances in the memory! Warm regards, John.

Kerry O'Connor
At the end of a long hot day, this poem is a tonic! Fantastic in every way.

Susan Jarvis
Breathtakingly beautiful - teasing out the spirit with 'the feather of my breath' and shooting upward 'like stars in the archer's bow' are truly magnificent images - perfect! :)