Wrapped In Splendor Poem by John Weber

Within the whorl of
cacophony and ecstasy
dances a vision of clarity
beyond me and my spree
of biting hilarity often
        just out of reach.

The daggers of scrutiny
shall no longer decree
this singularity; my knee
bends congruently to thee
for opening me to see
        bliss beneath harm.

Roads stretch before me
with threads of destiny
undulating like the sea,
your comfort setting free
the flotsam and debris
        choking my rudder.

For once, I must agree
to marvel at the mystery
delivering upon my plea
with such authority
that vivid yet soft jubilee
        in your gilded eyes.