Calling

When words begin to fall in place

Your thoughts are freed

From time and space

Your skin illuminates with peace

And beauty floats from underneath

The ground below your very feet

As if the angels lifted you

To see the light they wished you knew

And finally the blessed view

Is bathing you in warmth, its true

So much warmth you get the chills

And then, the stars; your soul they fill

The brightest yellow daffodils

Start dancing down your shamrock hills

With laughing love amidst the air

Question thoughts, you would not dare

For if your call should run, amiss

So many hearts

Will not be kissed