Cosmically baptised

That endless world they talk of.
A Drowned world.
It opened in my heart when the starry waves washed inside.
When you looked at me.
With that light of god in your eyes.
And in that moment, like that pebble in your hand.
You grasped at the infinite.
You consumed my soul.
And we would remain forever bound.
Like that pebble in the ferocious stream.
Washed endlessly by the cosmic current.
Until clean.

01/10/202217/05/2022 by Mark Ryan Categories: holy, soul, spaceTags: baptised, baptize, cosmic, eyes, heart, light, love, ocean, pebbles, poem, Poetry, religious, river, soul, soulmate, space, universe, water 3 Comments