Can you find your face in the clarity of stillness?
Do the waves of discontent distort the image?

Does not truth have other garments than balance?
Could the unclear contours craft the gaze? 

Is it really your eyes you see in the mirror?
Or is it the One who lovingly stares into your soul?

Quicken the color of all this world’s torments
So to settle in the cracks of the Holy One’s smile!

tpt 5/10/2017