Seated Next to You
by Tim Kavi
seeing your beauty
finer than what adorns
any mortal face
domestic silver; crystal
china on the quilted
silken covered place
I smiled at You
Goddess
not wanting; daring
to see your eyes
darting like Durga
really deeply caring
frightened; for I
am mortal; with blood
coursing through veins
mind seems only brain
but I know you are More
I have sung your sacred names
so many times
and places before
pilgrims climbed this road
to sit at this table
Table in The Wilderness
Manna to find some abode
seated with You
Goddess
in heavenly places
is to see you gowned
in the majestic celestial
ballroom; angels abound
ministry to You
is my call
I hear your whispered
names.
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