golden treasures
by: Noel Utter
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shadowed overlays
of golden stream treasures
forming throughout
the entire blissful earth
beginning with the end
and the end responding
as the beginning
of the Alfa son
of righteousness
the omega with no
birth or death
through the portals
of human longing
where we carried
an ounce of joy
and walked out this life
with no resuscitations
in purity i looked upon
my future bride
as the still small voice
whispers deep inside
and divides my cloth visions
and reform this diseased
dried boned skeleton home
from my instilled numbness
deliver me into the hands
that bore the rusty nails
so that i can live
without leaking all of
my hearts fluids
toward the blistering
confinement of the
this ink and paper mentality
in a rage of silent royalty
i discover that my
only true aim
is to know you more
and rest under
your burning tree
in the golden fields
of your fathers love
and stand in the pathways
of the trusting and loyal ones
who never seek their own comfort
or cause disturbances in the spirit
and they never stop this upward
purposeful journey
even when the narrow path
is cold, worn and dim
because i am watching
my created feet move
and i wont forget the love
you have for me
when all others
have abandoned me
i will search for you
as you play hard to get sometimes
i will pursue you anyway?
because being next to you
lifts the shadows
and makes me and all others
in this timeless space
true vessels on honor
and a dazzling brilliance
of flaxen and whitish light
© 2007 noel utter atmospheric breath
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Word Count: 237
