Artist Feature: Taste


You are the Temple
I return to again
And again
Dropping to the floor in devotion
Proliferating prayers of illumined pleasure
Whispering with closed eyes and a smiling heart
Thank You
And sometimes simply

You are a Gift
I am able to receive only
By merit of being human
Heaven is my ability to
Taste you with my body and
Savor you with insatiable

And so it is
With tender delight & reverence
I will wash your feet
On my knees
In the hot wet steam of Life itself
Honoring you
Ennobles existence & spirit both
To be a Lover is to see
With creation’s eyes.


© Ariel White 2016