Salvation is blinding white light
Soaking through my vision,
Evoking a feeling beyond words.
—
Rapture is a glowing, faint orange rock outcropping
Jumping out of a deep blue sky,
An unmediated ecstasy
Freely offered to the soul.
—
Life everlasting was that time on the grassy fields
With white clouds above
And an entire summer ahead.
—
Though not the coldly precise definitions
We often converse in,
Perhaps–
Until we can speak like the sunset,
Talk of endings like the twilight,
And move minds like the morning sun–
Ethereal things are best
Left to earth’s explanation.
