Flowing Faith by Jen Curry

Mesmerized.
Looking into so many eyes.
Becoming hypnotized.
Seeing fireflies.
Warming up connections.
Increase flickering flames.
Burning bending and blending.
Energies that heal webs
of love so bright
it opens our sight.
Sewing together patchworks
of perennial past lives.
Melting memories in morning light.
Remembering our purpose our perfection.
The heart was touched.
Twinkling in the twilight of now.
No longer craving.
Future fame
or forever gain.
Eternity and infinity
continually sustained.
All else eclipses, encapsulates
then creates limits and loses.
Time an illusionary drug.
Too often withheld in
a spell of serenity and sanity.
Existing in mazes
within spaces
of persistent minds
that meander.
Forgetting to be tender.