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