Michelle Claus

Amid the Stars and Mystery

Amid the stars and mystery
We all record one history
And tell it to the universe
With voices brilliant and diverse

From temple in Jerusalem
And swaddle clothes in Bethlehem
From Ganges' purifying course
And Buddha's metaphysic source

From Mecca in Arabia
And sanctum at Olympia
From pyramids that soar from sand
And ancient stones that ever stand

From fire dances everywhere
And solemn solitary prayer
From existential liberty
And love, which sets our spirits free

Although our voices be diverse
We journey through one universe
To reunite in history
Amid the stars and mystery

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Submitted: Monday, June 09, 2014
Edited: Tuesday, June 10, 2014

Topic of this poem: unity

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  • Rookie - 554 Points Om Chawla (6/16/2014 3:49:00 PM)

    Very well written, Michelle. Enjoyed reading it, particularly last two stanzas. (Report) Reply

  • Silver Star - 7,605 Points Sandra Feldman (6/15/2014 4:56:00 PM)

    So true. only Mystery makes us live only Mystery said Spain's greatest poet, Federico Garcia Lorca.
    This poem exemplifies this, beautifully.. Well done! (Report) Reply

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