To Kiss from God?

To Kiss from God?

A Poem by Once Schizophrenic Poet

A red maple leaf rustled in the wind

Soft and supple like a baby's skin I could feel

Then a gust sent it falling away groundward

Landing on a small boy's head barely a weight

His hair moved and his arm came quickly there

His hand found the leaf and removed it rapidly then

His eyes caught sight of it just before it lit

On the grass mixed with maple leafs, some that fell

Some falling around him move by the gust that ceased

He realized as his mind came alive for God's thought was in his

He wanted to show him this: The experience once,

The softness of a red maple leaf lying in his hand

The boy heard God for the first time memory lived

To this moment as he put his lips to God's gift of death.

© 2017 Once Schizophrenic Poet

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Once Schizophrenic Poet
Once Schizophrenic Poet

Bemidji, MN

Prophet and god who has heard God's Voice!!! Who would ever think Jesus, Jesus!!! would ever say such a thing about me? more..