I catch the words as i catch butterflies in the air
Flying letters and meanings that the kosmos would share
I arrange these meanings just like tiny trinkets,
So that beauty will dawn slowly like droplets.
Like the bead of sweat of the farmer,
Like the piece of a petal in a flower,
Like a fragment of sand that line the magnificent beach
A pattern is created for us to be able to reach.
That infinite longing hidden in almost everything
That beauty that resides in every moment of being
Like love the fills all the universe with force
The ten thousand things have only one source.
The words are nothing compared to the meaning
Speech is useless it just ushers us to the unspeakable,
The mystery must be lived with all of your being
And poems are just our entrance to the unnamable.
Author: Bliss
Dedicated to making a positive difference for people, animals, and this beautiful planet!
