Every real thing
is a question, “Will you?”
a summit where we overlook the world.
And suddenly we understand
what courage is required for life .
Everything within, without us
cries incessantly
how resolute is truth,
how towering and resplendent;
take a breath.
Everywhere we go,
we go from arms to arms-
lingering like the sun
with a last look, a sigh
on shoulders.
This world, my soul,
my God,
heaven is my heart made large enough
to love You the way You deserve.
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