The Lost Poem
/All the little treasures
collected in my prayers
the messages, signs…
connections, and answers -
what if I just leap
not a leap of faith
but a leap of (know)
I’ve lingered in faith…
I am a guest in the spiritual world,
but if ever
understood
in this little self of mine
something was revealed to me
in all those years ago
at nine—
when I knew nothing
but understood everything
given a gift
but I buried it
hoping it wouldn’t go away
until I understood it
because understand, I did not
…not.
but I do KNOW
prayer as an experience
I know the glimpse
of the other side -
in a short visit
so it is time to stop
practicing doubt
time to
leap into
the divine masterpiece
of life-
understood as mysterious
by design
perhaps there is something
I am to teach or share
In God’s timing -
till then we meet in this
soliloquy of
poetic prose
drawing us near
to its
destination
AMEN