Red: Creative Platypus

Red

How can I begin
to see you,
Apart
From the myths
I
Make inside my
Head?

How can I begin
to say the things
That cannot be
Said?
Even if I bled
My heart dry,
I
Cannot reach
You
With the thing
That I am saying.

Many waters cannot
Drown Love,
and all Solomon's
Songs
are but prelude to the
Reality
of the Feast.

The impossibility
of Love
is bridged by
The Spirit
Who moves
Between the Father
and the Son,
That unites us in
His blessedness
and make the
Bride
One.