The Ecstasy Of Understanding Poem by Kevin Patrick Brown

Were it that your heart was like a ripe morsel of fruit
waiting for loving hands to gently peel open the truth

Were it that your mind was like a treasured book
waiting for adoring eyes to absorb your lessons

Were it that your breasts were like welcoming fields
waiting for the summer sun to gently bake your flesh

Were it that your belly was like a ploughed furrow
waiting for the tireless farmer to plant the seed of renewal

Were it that your hair was the golden memories of past
waiting for the winds of adoration to lift your light

Were it that your arms were wrapped around love
waiting for the start of an eternity of cosmic stars

Were it that your eyes shone with the light of the moon
waiting for the gentle kisses of redemption and hope

Were it that your lips breathed mystical stories
waiting for the world to listen and learn

Were it that all was gathered in some magic glow
waiting for the timeless Ecstasy of Understanding