Feel the soothing angelic kisses.
In the white wilderness of sand and stone
the dark river glistens under the faint
gleam of a pale crescent moon.
In the frightening flicker of thick green
a single ray of shining sun stirs the bush
and pierces the gloom.
In the vast wideness of the infinite sea
a lone bird from far horizon signals
the sailor of a safe harbor.
In my own endless battle between truth
and illusion, an occasional spark of
insight enlivens me to the gossamer
touch of delicate, delicious angelic kisses.
Featured in Spiritual Newsletter: October 10, 2012 Issue