Hidden desire

 The hidden desire of the Creator in clear sight, to be known by another in respected right.

Treasures of human capacities to be found, for eyes to see all-round.

To love, and to be loved by free will, observed by unconditional living in still.

To roam the world to discover, no land to claim as a true lover. 

Hidden modesty to be free when turned away, to be real when turn toward the real of the day. 

Choices of gifts for the Creator to himself, precious awareness in it-self.

For the love to become many, to remember the One in any. 

Micro livings into billions, echoes from the light that surrounds us in trillions.

Playing hide-and-seek for sure, for life to discover the cure.

The separateness and hidden spot too good, trembles to be found and viewed.

The hidden desire and identity, is to forget the all important necessity.

So He can have the joy of being a part of others, remembering Himself as sisters and brothers.

Shores between Creator and creation,loving thoughts as prayer and salvation.

Hidden desire is not to stay on this side praying, being the Argonaut of love is the living word saying.

Sages of antiquity spoke of that light to taste, when His own light through your eyes has been graced. 

When His own love returns through your trembling heart, not feeling anymore apart. 

The world of creation and hidden desire speaks keen, "I am waiting to be seen."