Some things are beautiful
out of the seeming impossibility,
like walking through a snow
while looking at a full moon.
a strong wave
on a glassy lake,
or screaming a whisper.
one covers the other.
maybe there is such a thing as
too much beauty.
maybe that’s a part of sin,
having only one at a time.
Outside of Jesus.
Melding two beauties that define love,
Total power given away
in total humility.
Look Down, Be Here 