The Deepest Part of Me
What I see
blindly pleas
what I smell
does compel
me to believe
that all
of consequence
is physical.
What I hear
does endear
what I touch
pulls much
my heart toward
all that
my senses tell
is material.
What I taste
gives feast
what I feel
makes real
to my soul
that all
I consume
only matters.
What blindness!
What deafness!
What blandness!
What madness!
I failed to perceive
the deepest part of me that
reaches beyond
body, soul, and mind
touches eternity and divinity.
It is my awakened spirit.
blindly pleas
what I smell
does compel
me to believe
that all
of consequence
is physical.
What I hear
does endear
what I touch
pulls much
my heart toward
all that
my senses tell
is material.
What I taste
gives feast
what I feel
makes real
to my soul
that all
I consume
only matters.
What blindness!
What deafness!
What blandness!
What madness!
I failed to perceive
the deepest part of me that
reaches beyond
body, soul, and mind
touches eternity and divinity.
It is my awakened spirit.
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