Poetry Truth
John Light  

What is this?

What is this – beyond the human reach?
Hands – unable to touch.
What is this – which eyes can not see?
Hidden from human view.

Yet – more important than eyes or hands
More within – than without
And – so tender to love’s pure light
It fills our soul – with life

And all possess – yet some don’t know
This truth of life – is real
It meaning – beauty – wonder – show
It’s secrets are – revealed

When opened by – the morning’s sun
It’s tenderness revealed
It’s then when love can touch the most
And leave – its beauty mark.

For only love can pierce through flesh
And leaven it’s healing mark
A force so moved – it moves unseen
And reaches hidden parts

What is this – where one is lone?
Where one plus one is one
Where two are better – than just one
Yet when touched – are still one

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