I feel everything. I feel everything like it is physically touching my soul.
It is the experience when the sunset makes you want to cry, every single time.
Where the laugh of a child feels like the hand of God on your back.
The grass on your bare feet is a million sensations in each individual blade, and they feel like music against your skin.
Colors have personalities and flavors. They are sensations. I hear them.
Colors are a neon sign from the Eternal.
The warmth of another body isn’t just a comfort, it is every single loving thing
you have ever experienced, all together.
Good music feels like it is being composed inside my very heart;
it rattles my ribcage from the inside out. It is dancing with me.
The branches of trees are long arms aching to pull me into Heaven. I
am more rooted to earth than they are. And it makes me sad I cannot go.
Beauty makes me cry full, soft tears.
It is in my chest like a pinch, a sharp heart-pain. The nearness, and yet the distance,
of Heaven stops my breath short.
It is the feeling of awe and grief simultaneously.
Beauty is the cracks, and pain is the pieces that cannot be whole.



  1. tony brouhard · · Reply

    love it, very touching

  2. Debra Brouhard · · Reply

    Wow! You have such a way with words. I can totally feel what you are describing. I especially love the last line, “Beauty is the cracks and pain is the pieces that can’t be whole.”

  3. You might consider submitting this in a poetry or writing contest, or some way to share with a larger audience. Very beautiful…

    1. Thank you for the lovely compliment! ❤ I appreciate you taking the time to read and comment 🙂

  4. Tammy Babad · · Reply

    I have felt this at times, but I think you feel this often. It sounds mostly beautiful in this poem, but I think it is a hard way to live, feeling so much all the time. Thanks so much for sharing, Elyse. You touch me with your writing every time.

  5. Tammy Babad · · Reply

    continuing my earlier comment: At any rate, I often wish I could feel less.

    1. I totally agree! There is a certain beauty that I get to see, but it is freaking painful and heavy to feel so much all the time.

  6. I love this post. Everything, everything, everything.
    Love, light and glitter

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