My Soul's Horizon

a silence beyond emotion

so still...

the wind blowing through my hair:
a display of You,
touching my face, in form

shhhh....
and then it is gone.

how can fear sustain,
when no outcome but You exits?

no matter the failings
the ending ups
if i have You
if i have become You
Your consciousness
there is no other endgame

this is the purpose of creation

all other desires wane
as the dawn of God-realization
ascends
over my soul's
horizon