Reflections on a frosted glass

Reflections on a frosted glass

What does it take
           for us to be as we are
fully and freely
           to love as love is intended
and to create beauty
           in every thought
word and deed
           of our existence ?

poetry and dance
           the voice and movement
of angels
           leaps of the imagination
into the darkness out of which
           all creation emerges

Love is not a thing
           it is the soul of our being
impossible to be defined
           or circumscribed
by words alone
           What does it take
to be who we are bound
           to be ?

John Lyons

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