One Glimpse of God's Face
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And words want to explode
Out of their sound form,
Leap high across the dance floor,
And turn cartwheels of ecstatic joy!

Spinning in spirals of tender devotion
Crazed with swollen meaning,
Words morph into wild combinations
Toppling the constructs of the mind.

As they surge and withdraw
Into infinite exquisite silence,
Words finally kick over their confines
And paint blue light all over the place!

Leaving me speechless
Forever falling in love.

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