Then Face to Face

And the water pours
The droplets glistening blue, glimmering silver

Spiegel, mein Abglanz

Can you see yourself?

Open spirit

“Men should be what they seem.”

Tens, thousands, and yet

“I am at rest in God alone.”

Stretching immeasurably, indefinitely, fading into
Glorious washes of color

For I will ever worship Him.