Soul Purpose
The eye of Heaven never did shine more brightly than the cascade of rain did
That night
Though bits and pieces fell from the sky,
I swear that I saw Heaven...
To mind the matter, done so subtly
Your presence, made note of;
Time meshes, ticks supply
Embrace the sensation not in part, but wholly
Barred none it's the best place I've been:
Sunshine provides long days of light
Stellar brothers and sisters illuminate the night
Never caught in the vice of a bitter winter's bite;
Always good for a midnight swim
Like whispering aloud,
Not sinking in, but out;
Perfectly imperfect, shamefully proud
Lifelong dreams fulfilled by a whim
Severed by the horizon
Predictable in essence
One can whine, weep, and wallow,
Or paint a promising present
Drowning in hindsight, regret and resentment;
Now tell me what it's like to live
Many paths could have been taken, with unknown outcomes;
"Should have..." is mistaken,
For the current person would be misshapen
A priceless parcel to jettison
No need for material
All essentials rest at heart
"What you'll find at the finish line is a new place to start,"
This mind once told me, beautiful, patient, and smart;
Life and love are the best gifts given.
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