Across the Universe

There she was,

Expanding to consume

My finite world, till only

The light of her person remained,

Blinded yet compelled,

Compelled to this maddening torture

Upon myself, torture filled

With foreign delights

Too beautiful for my own

Comprehension, but I gazed on.

Drifting

Like a lily along the waters

Her dress swept to rid

The dust of its own impurity and

Replace the Earth with the imprint of

Her golden step, her touch was

Heaven, her hair the stairway for

Men to climb, but such towers,

Such mysteries haunt me,

Freeze me, in my place,

That my lips they slur,

Leaving the moisture of my

Mouth to paint plain upon my

Face the nature of my heart,

Gushing in a rhythm, “I want you,

I want you, I want you.”

I thump and pump, forgetting

Essential desires, of fruits and

Thirsts, for one taste of the divine

Should quench a thousand wants,

Out feed the deeds of Christ,

A want so simple, yet simply complex,

Bordered to my arms reach, but

Exceeding my heart’s shout,

“She should not look my way,

She should not look my way,”

My mind repeats, dampening

My heroic cause, softening the

Steel of my thighs, turning

Iron to soot, I crumble,

Crumble by her approach,

Like a prophet in presence

Of his worship, I am

Humbled to my knees,

They disobey my ways,

No longer servants to my will,

But believers of her love,

Foolish knees, foolish heart,

You mock yourself, you wound

Yourself with dreams, faithful

To your pilgrim you pledge it all

Only to reveal yourself to her

A simple little fool