Poem: Into the Deep

Into the deep where silence sings,
Beyond the grasp of earthly things,
I drift on tides no eyes can see,
Where soul meets soul, and I meet me.

The stars have names not yet revealed,
The wounds of time begin to heal,
And in that hush where thoughts dissolve,
The questions fade, the truths evolve.

No temple stands, no altar burns,
Yet in the dark, the spirit turns—
To light not cast by sun or flame,
But still it calls me, just the same.

I pass through veils of fear and pride,
My shadow walks there at my side.
But hand in hand, we reconcile—
The sacred grief, the holy smile.

A voice—no sound—whispers my name,
Not bound by form, not touched by shame.
It speaks of love that does not bend,
Of death as doorway, not an end.

And so I fall, and falling, rise
Beyond the mind, beyond the skies.
Into the deep, where all is One—
Where stars are born, and I become.

Thank-you for reading.

Remember there are many paths back to God.

Follow your own path,

Brenda Marie