A Divine Thought Poem by sir Frederico Von Dubois II

I am not a scholar. I am not profound.
Just a layman jotting it down.
To some poetry, but today i'm found.

It has no beginning and no end, often read.
Sometimes things are better left unsaid.
But, I'll share with you my tiny thread.

Something inside stirs me round and round.
Like his wind touching soft ripples on top of the water.
A breath that is given no sound.
Silence the mind. Let his pure solitude abound.

Find the words for what to say.
Tender thoughts, ink on paper we lay.
To capture raw thoughts.
As our synapses fire arcs of light.

Instantaneous a thought takes flight.
That wind of emotion moves my soul.
To unlock my mind like a window.
Let me breathe and to air out my soul.

Unlock the inner eye that is given sight.
Free yourself like a dove in flight.
Find your inner soul.
In a tiny beam of his light.
Find your inner soul.
In the one, tiny beam of his light.