What comes to me
When thinking of dreams fulfilled
Come true
Of the most beautiful of skies, strikingly blue
Is You
The creative spark
Of abundant joy
The never-ending light
Of eternity's bright
The nearest, dearest, sweetest peace
Of God's Holy Child, Free
An Infinity
Beyond time
Of Life
Of Love
So much grander than words can describe
And in thinking of You as this
My whole body
Tingles
Hairs stand on end
My entire Being
The God Within
Smiles
For S/He celebrates
The, all the while
Of everyOne's Truth
Perfectly awake

in love, michael:)