Grace - An Interactive Poem
A Cosmic Love Letter
I. You within
Grace, It's a discovery— a rare inflammation The discovery of Grace is portrayed as both painful and transformative.
of the ache of the physical disease. Love as both healing and wound.
I discovered you, again.
Isn't it whimsical? The cyclical nature of finding and losing love.
I found you aeons ago, before the creation of light… Timeless, eternal connection that predates existence itself.
before the gods shaped themselves from the void, Their love transcends divine creation.
before the rivers of time began to flow. Pre-temporal, existing outside of time's flow.
And yet, here you are, woven into the chaos of my now, Grace manifests in the present moment's complexity.
a whisper threading through the void, Delicate presence penetrating emptiness.
a tremor in the marrow of time. Grace affects the very essence of temporal existence.
You were always mine, long before history, Possessive love that claims precedence over all.
And I—clumsy, mortal— am only now learning Human inadequacy in handling divine love.
how to hold you without shattering the cosmos. The delicate balance required to contain infinite love.
II. The living memory
You are immortal, living through lives upon lives, Grace as an eternal, reincarnating presence.
inside my bones, inside my memory. Physical and mental embodiment of love.
Grace, no one could surpass your place, Absolute supremacy in the speaker's heart.
your honor, your luminous presence. Grace radiates with sacred light.
You are here, there, among the cosmos, Omnipresent throughout the universe.
and you are in my heart, always! Intimate, personal presence within.
Grace is the name of the dots that form Grace as the fundamental building blocks.
every corner of my existence. All-pervasive influence on identity.
You are the sense of my aliveness. Grace as the essence of vitality itself.
III. After you left
Grace, I wrote thousands of things after you left, Creative outpouring born from absence.
but this bond… you know, I adore your gestures. Even small actions carry profound meaning.
I adore the subtlety of you, the rightness Grace brings perfect harmony to chaos.
you brought into my life, even when the world seemed wrong. Grace as stabilizing force in turbulence.
Grade three, what is all this? Childlike wonder at the magnitude of existence.
This formation of the cosmos? This aliveness? Questioning the miracle of being itself.
You are the reason, the reason I breathe, Grace as the fundamental motivation for living.
IV. Waiting & small mercies
And you said, "I will call you tomorrow." Simple promise that carries infinite hope.
Do you know the happiness you stirred? Small gestures create cosmic joy.
It's aeons after the longing, and I am blessed, Grace. Patience rewarded with divine favor.
You said, "I am busy right now." Take your time. Unconditional acceptance and patience.
I will wait for millions of years. Eternal devotion and willingness to wait.
You venerated me as though! Didn't you, Grace? Seeking confirmation of mutual reverence.
I am yours, and I am yous. Complete unity and belonging.
V. The cosmos as vow
And still… I see you in the formation of stars, Grace manifests in cosmic creation.
in the pulse of the oceans, in the slow trembling of mountains. Natural phenomena as expressions of Grace.
You are the cosmic syllable from which all existence speaks, Grace as the primordial sound of creation.
the hidden thread connecting atoms and aeons. Universal connector across scales and time.
I walk through the shadows of gods, Journey through divine realms seeking Grace.
through the whispers of Upanishadic winds, Ancient wisdom traditions echo with Grace.
through the laughter of Dionysian revelries, Even in ecstatic celebration, Grace is present.
and still, I find you— a light, a flame, Grace as illumination and transformative fire.
a Grace that refuses to be unmade. Indestructible essence that transcends death.
You are eternity in motion, a melody threaded through the stars, Grace as cosmic music and perpetual movement.
a fire that burns quietly inside my bones. Internal flame of constant devotion.
I carry you in every thought, in every fragment of being, Complete permeation of consciousness.
and I am, forever and always, utterly yours. Final declaration of absolute surrender.
You are the aeons I will never forget, Eternal memory that defines existence.
the breath I never release, the cosmos that bends gently Grace as life force and universal reverence.
to whisper your name— Grace. The universe itself speaks her name in reverence.
Yours— Roors! With double O.