Older Love
It is in the first Christian hymn
Love begotten
As in created
Dropped like ritual paint upon
An unmarked, earthy plank
Moved around in riotous,
Primal aesthetic
Made for pleasure in the universe
Because God knows
It’s not enough minimally
To exist
In the pushing of all things
There must be meaning
Not in gnostic sentences
Trying to spell secrets in the skies
But something all of us can have
Without exotic training
Or supernal
Scrying
Pointers at best
But knowing there’s a reason
Without the heart
Without first favor
Placed over everything that’s made
Or co-made
Well, that pointing will not
Get us there for being
Easily if not covetously
Sideswiped on the way by
Desires and the vicissitudes of
Living without spirit
Rising from the dwelling of the soul in
Each one
We were built, singly and together
One by one and all
We can perceive a universe
And with earnestness take hold
Who we are
Of anything that’s good and sound and loving
You and me embrace
All things ordinarily divine
C L Couch
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clcouch123 
April 3, 2018 at 7:33 pm
The ordinary being divine. I think that idea permeates this poem and its well described. I enjoyed it a lot. I like your drawing too. 🙂
April 3, 2018 at 8:15 pm
I like the drawing, too. It was on a kind of how-to page about drawing. But whoever drew this (who saw it as a draft, a start) clearly knows form and texture. As far as I’m concerned you got it with the theme of ordinary and divine. I think we might do better day by day if we saw everything given as special. Thank you!