Ecstasy
by Eric Ashford
How delightful!
The full flown grateful light
delectably traced over
the unhinged tongue.
The spoken declaration of bliss
caressed into illumination.
An ululation of the soul
plucked up beyond a thought
to be a sob of awe
in the throat of an angel.
How luscious
this sumptuous span
of a roaring silence
where the void sings out
as one instant.
How delightfully
the body of time is ravished
and set free
to utter
as the Great Alone
and only being
of
our eternal
Yes.
Blessed be.
Wow that was a beautiful poem.
I hope you have a great week.