Illuminated Truth - A Poem
Updated: Nov 3, 2021
In the whistling wind that soothes my soul,
I hear faint, forgotten voice, long gone
Like leaves, they blow away, away, away
Until I can no longer hear their calls
Here, gazing at the big blue sky above,
I see God’s own painting of beauty
Like an illusive dream, my ego fades
Until I am but one with the wide world.
In the floating white clouds that watch afar,
I see God’s brush of idyllic beauty
Like pillows of the Heavens, they surround
Until your presence above brings peace.
Here, bathing in rays of the Golden God,
I feel the comfort of His shining love
Like a child of goodness, life’s joy comes forth
Until I am present in gold glory.
In the swooping songs of blue birds so free,
I hear the melodies of life and death
Like the prowling owl up high, I see all
Until I see illuminated Truth.
- N.L.B. 19/04/2021