The Touch
The Touch
A spirit grew within ourselves
and reached out to be caught
upon the air of pure ideas,
a mathematics sought.
Reaching up to touch unknowns
and validate our being
we found the ones celestial
a confidence and trust
a sight beyond our seeing.
Reaching up our palms were touched
by love that’s so divine
and viewing just our living selves
a perfect edifice
we came to know that it exists
by a planned design.
Belief and thought have framed the world.
gave it balance and controls.
as well as structure for a life
and blueprint for the soul’s.
7/18/17
A Poem Honoring Spirituality Poetry Contest
Sponsor
Caren Krutsinger
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