Through the Shuttered Door

Through the shuttered door approaching night

I saw a youth eternal poised and pure

Kneeling by one who long had lived in light.

Their hands entwined no word between them passed

In consecration's deep-souled reverie.

My soul soared up this oneness to behold

And gathered them into its gold embrace.

I left their calm communion silently,

No sound to break the stillness and the peace,

And wandered down the corridors of time

Musing now on moments such as these

When life stands still, eternal in its poise.

Each hour in this magic world can be

A hymn of offering, a chant of love,

An ode to joy that calls the One in us

To harmonize the discords of our being,

A song of sacrifice to rise beyond

The temporal and fill the vaults of space

With gratitude, our lives in concert lift

The human spirit nearer the Divine.