Beloved One

Beloved One

Yes, there you are

hidden within

these pale amber,

rose tint

and snowy wings.

Trusting me to discover

your eternal beauty, now

visibly known and

seen as mystery.

Angel wings enfolded

in a pale delicate texture

of softest skin and satin.

Yes, I see you, so clearly now.

Open as you are, waiting

in expectation, in this grace

filled moment of adoration

and consecration.

Wondering how I

lost the memory

of your quiet

passionate touch, resting

in your subtle divine light,

resting in this

timeless moment

of reflection. I am

naked again, my

long sought soul.

I am immersed,

bathed in your light,

your countenance of

graciousness, bidding

me to enter into

such a gentle

consciousness of spirit.

As light itself, as honey

poured out upon my

humanity, my beloved

one - eternal self,

whose light is at no time.

ever lost.

Here is the self who

lives forever captured in

the reminiscence of each

constellation affecting

the firmaments,

bound together

in heaven’s truest realm.

You have broken

me open, again and again

with the beauty of being.

By beauty itself, aching to know

intimately the touch of

hand and thought.

Casting away all grief I am

supple once more,

renewed in the promise

of your colors, your softness

and strength. Knowing you

were always there waiting

with patience for me to

rediscover this beauty

of the self, ever changing

as it is, resting softly like

the reflecting light and color

from an angel’s wings.

So, we come to know.

So, we are ever known.

So, we are born and born

again and again

through many lives

into this

translucent holy light.

Ron Starbuck

Poem and Photos

Copyright 2013

Following the Theme from When Angels Are Born

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