Transcendence

I view you in so many forms,
However the wait is one form I cannot see.
I cannot put my arms around it.
Yet it has changed how I bleed…. How I breath.
You have open arms and the patience to see me through.
That is why I know you are real.

Your fingers swager to fix my glance forward.
To motion my mind when it mingles.
To break past the circle and its circular choices.
That is why I know you are with me.

The background is misty but you are also misty.
hazy and swept in evergreen swirls.
I see you there as I stare through your golden edges.
I am with you as you transcend from a figment in my mind
To my very essence.
When I needed you the most.

mjz