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Beauty Begins

for Cindy…

She has never had any idea just how beautiful she is. Everything about her radiates goodness and warmth and draws us all closer to her even as she undertakes the simplest task.
Her eyes hold stories of generations of love and sacrifice. The brilliant spectacle of joy that has never known boundaries, a limitless love that brings us all closer together and makes us all feel safe.
Within her eyes lives the answers to the questions that would forever go unspoken by mortal men. The answers interlocked with the greater truths. The truths that we can only begin to perceive.
She doesn’t realize that her beauty is pure and springs from a place that many have hoped to see, but few will ever understand. From a place that stays just beyond the borders of those dreams that we remember when the morning light peaks into our windows.
There have been times, many times, when we have tried to comprehend, to label, to delineate her beauty, if only to force it to make sense to us for a fleeting moment. Somehow, her beauty has too many dimensions, too many levels, and we walk way scratching our heads, our souls unfulfilled.
She has never had any idea just how beautiful she is. We have tried to tell her, to show, her but she won’t hear it. This, I think, is where her beauty begins.

Michigan Breath and the True Taste of Divinity

Less a penumbra
More a halo
Sticky sweet moisture
And the smell of Michigan
In the summer
She lingers inches from my face
Her tongue a gentle snake
Basking in the afterglow
Of pre-dawn sexual insanity
Unfamiliar scents hang
In the crisp autumn air
I lost you in the electronics aisle
Losing myself for one shaky moment.

The closer I walk
Within His reach
The further I move
Toward my own divinity
Waiting for me
A lover in another room
She is waiting for me
While her taste stays on my tongue
Where I can roll it around in my mouth
The smell of Michigan
On a long summer day
I lost you to my insecurities
Losing myself without salvation

No less permanent
Than forever
A question lingers
Like a misty wisp of smoke
My eyes water
Was it she that chose my future
Was it me by default
Sleeping safe in my best dream
An unfamiliar promise assaults me
Hiding my morning mouth
Behind a cigarette
I’m losing you to what I’ll never know
I’m losing you to my divinity