Synthesizing our separate selves into integrated newness…….. Real deep!


This moment of inspiration

Floats, suspended in eternal grace

Briefly seen

It seems to disappear

But that’s just a trick of the light

Dancing flickerflames of love’s combustion

Cavorting to madcap rhythms

Long into the night

We dance, naked and defenseless


Now, barely brushing outstretched fingertips


Now, pressing together every inch of raw mortality


Now, synthesizing our separate selves into integrated newness


Sharing a heartbeat

Which is the only sound we hear


Our only thought

Is love

Our only feeling

Is love

The word made flesh

For this brief but everlasting day


David Trudel   ©  2012



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