THE INVISIBLE POEM

by September 12, 2008 0 comments

The invisible poem, as beautiful as a peacock’s feathers to those who possess a celestial vision, wafts down from the Heavens, like a multicolored leaf floating and drifting toward earth breathing life into all things it touches, although it is invisible and unknowable, perhaps, to humans; still it secretly wafts down from the Heavens.

Like a Russian ballerina pirouetting through Time and Space, the invisible poem transforms Nothingness into Being & Existence with each exquisite, enchanting movement, as it secretly wafts down from the Heavens.

On a secret mission to reveal the mysteries of the universe, the invisible poem passes through our air and earth, fire and water, penetrating our human landscape, although it is invisible and unknowable, perhaps, to humans; and still it secretly wafts down from the Heavens, searching and waiting for us to see with celestial vision.

The invisible poem approaches us from without and within, and although it is invisible, perhaps, to humans, it is near, waiting for us to decipher its secret codes-each word and line longing to be read. Perhaps, we will discover its beauty one Day of Revelation or on a starry night while gazing with celestial vision at the Heavens in a courageous moment of faith and feeling and absolute peace.

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