I searched so long for you,
that when you appeared it was almost too much.
Now what?
What lines will we cross?
Which boundaries will crumble?
Or more accurately, whose?
And how many borders will we conquer?
Heaven knows
the Spirit has no concept of lines
or boundaries.
And borders?
The Infinite is, INFINITE,
so there is no such thing.
I am grateful
that I didn’t think,
too long, or maybe at all.
And didn’t say,
“I want another color,
someone younger,
closer,
more this,
and less that.”
I accepted you as you were,
with open heart and hands.
But you crossed lines I drew around myself
and broke down boundaries anyway.
You vaulted over borders
I thought were my fate!
I no longer search for you,
but you are still almost too much
for my mind to conceive.
And so may its lines,
boundaries,
and borders
continue to be pushed back
so far into the past,
that though we remember,
we forget their meaning
in love and gratitude.
Until the new mind is a landscape
of eternal possibility
that only the Spirit understands!
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My response to another wonderful prompt hosted by Grace at
dVerse.
Mystical Strings 
A joyful celebration of personal borders being broken down. Nice!
To be accepted with open hearts and minds is a beautiful gift ~ Maybe there will come a time we will ready to accept the spiritual awakening and possibility ~
I wish you well in your spiritual journey ~
the infinite has no borders… Awesome
If only we could truly see the soul. How different would we view the world and others? A lovely thought provoking write!
Oh I do hope that those borders being crossed will remain open… we cannot thrive with too many borders.
So true, Crystal:
‘the Spirit has no concept of lines
or boundaries.
And borders?
The Infinite is, INFINITE,
so there is no such thing’.
And I especially like and identify with:
‘But you crossed lines I drew around myself
and broke down boundaries anyway.
You vaulted over borders
I thought were my fate!’
“I am grateful
that I didn’t think,
too long, or maybe at all.”
I echo these lines. ❤
I love that line ‘you crossed lines I drew around myself / and broke down boundaries anyway’ – the sense that we don’t even know the walls we’ve put up until someone challenges them 🙂
It felt very liberating. We don’t know what we don’t know.
‘The spirit has no concept of lines or boundaries’ this is so true in so many tragic and happy situations…