A Blessing Of Virtuous Love

Forty Eight hours ago

In a slumbering shroud,

A mourning dove

Hailed her haunting song,

And woke me 

To an early morn.

The softness in this picture, of the sky and the moonlight is very alluring.  Picture taken from Uptown Butte, MT, one evening, of the moon rising over the Continental Divide from

The softness in this picture, of the sky and the moonlight is very alluring. Picture taken from Uptown Butte, MT, one evening, of the moon rising over the Continental Divide from

The moon

Has rolled down,

Right into a house,

From the crown

Of a blue Mountain.

Can one imagine

Its circular form,

Now part

Of the structure’s foundation,

Emanating

From the inside out?

A blessing 

From the LORD Jesus,

A message to be

His sort

Of Feminine?

Glory to you, LORD,

And Amen.

The Great Mother’s resonance

In all of Christendom?

From the Vista Side of the Maud S. Canyon Trail on the Continental Divide, Butte, MT

From the Vista Side of the Maud S. Canyon Trail on the Continental Divide, Butte, MT

To have lived 

In a town,

Where our LORD’s Mother’s

Memorial is found,

Set down by man,

On the apex

Of a landmass,

A great beacon, no less,

Is indeed profound.

Over the Divide

She speaks

Of the great compassion

For life,

With her hands

Reaching out.

This picture was taken from the northbound lane of Route 15, just leaving Butte.

This picture was taken from the northbound lane of Route 15, just leaving Butte.

No preferences,

For one man, 

Or his neighbor’s shout.

A great nurturing 

In all of us,

Needs to come out.

Her rain says

We are all the same

In God’s eyes.

A sense she presented,

Spoke so loud.

Picture taken from the East Ridge of the Continental Divide in Butte, MT.  Maud S Canyon Trail.

Picture taken from the East Ridge of the Continental Divide in Butte, MT. Maud S Canyon Trail.

We need to be

Facing one another,

Not hiding behind

Messaging devices,

Or the skies of judgment,

Or virtual cover,

Or clouds of darkness ether,

Or political maneuvers,

Or abusive power contention,

Or selfishness accouter.

Let go of this druther,

For it weighs the soul down.

When we release this cloud,

We know the weightlessness

Of life…..

And His eternal sky.

This weightlessness

Resonates,

In all of the earth,

Even beyond galaxies

Of the universe,

Entirely.

This is the place

To let God’s love

Come by,

This nurturing side

To life.

©2014 C.E. Eksuzian, all rights reserved.

P.S. Every single picture I’ve taken of this landmark has such a profound ethereal quality. -Cindy Eksuzian.

 

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