Hearts like Gold Mines

I hope you know that you are divine  -because- I overstand that you are holy. I've watched you turn water into wine And I've felt it when you hold me. I know that you are a gold mine And sometimes, I'm tempted to dig But that would be rapacious; We're taught to protect such precious things. My love, can't you feel that you're connected? A driving force for the collective. Your voice so soft spoken with words filled with intentions. Setting yourself in solitude to help you shift perspectives. The mirror never dusted- Still, it's reflective. Beneath the surface layer I see you shine.