there is not a word
there is not a word
nor a family of such
nor exist a community
and a nation
i say thee nay
perhaps it is embodied
in a world
a galaxy
a universe
perhaps even creation lacks
when it comes to describing
the essence of your beauty
a thing
that only the Heart
of God should know
for we mortal men
and angels
can not see it
nor speak of it
‘tis too sweet to thy tastes
we are prostrated
before the throne
where your regality abides
e’en in the shielding
of my eyes
i am blinded
and who i am
melts away
that i may
be but of thee
and
there is not a word
© 3 August 2011 : William S. Peters, Sr.
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