Poetry

Sacred
by Nikole Grantham

I am purified in his passion
surrounded by the divine will
to surrender my entirety.
An energy vortex streaming
out from lover to lover.
Observed by birth and death,
he is submerged inside,
channeling my heart,
opening a flame of divine
grace into the center of my being.
A state of God intoxication
and mystical shock,
he is a soul bird, an angel
bestowing upon me waves
of gifts with an open heart.
He speaks with a balance
of anger and love,
only to heal the broken heart
that he dropped once again.