I Am So Struck

In the beauty of action,

beyond the physicality of force,

yet within,

when our hearts become drawn,

lives live,

bodies respond to the outer circles,

well designed in anticipation of those,

the moments.

 

When love can speak to heart-ache,

a peace belongs to the purveyor of goodness,

certainly not within the prevails of want,

more likely,

in the need of recognizing the fruition of purpose.

 

We are all common souls,

in however familiar the analysis of our lives,

we live the same

in different realms,

some might suggest our

parallel universe is meant to leave our soul

angry with desire,

a passion turned beautiful rather than

defeatist.

 

Burst through the confusion of life to receive

all that is wonderful,

all that truly belongs in our own sense of being.