Flowing Poem by William E. Marks

Like a leaf flitting to and fro through the shifting air from up high to low - destined for new beginning – transforming – never the same – a moment grasped in hand from infinity to form shape in time to fill void with something collected from less into more

Like a bird filling air with wave after wave of specific sound from center of being – finding origin from source deep within – to capture, compress and release the invisible as audible – to allow listening ear to hear song of moment – as focused energy for limited time flowing as something from nothing – to fashion godly fate on wing from chords touched by tension of tone – tone that stimulates stomata under leaf – just as our universe fills space with pulsing waves of material essence born from nowhere seen or known – having source through ethereal chords of celestial being – stimulating matter to manifest as multidimensional reality through concentration of vibration

Like waves of light formed hundreds of millions of years before our Earthly presence – faithfully, fatefully shining on and on and on through the cosmos – like a vibrating bending thread purposefully weaving its way through hundreds of billions of galaxies and untold scintillions of sparkling stars – to find its destiny in uplifted eyes of future born – eyes that see but yet know little of why ancient light touches mind from distant time – eternal existence seen – captured from captivity – observed with sensitivity – by a life formed to reflect – if so moved – of being surrounded by that which never stands still in every dimension-shared second

Like the words of this poem made visible by sunlight shining – into minds gifted with sight – sight made possible by light searching to illuminate page and thought – while reaching across 93 million miles in 8 minutes 18 seconds

Like words of this poem flowing from place unknown – to fill void of mind and enter this dimension through focused hand – for whatever – to express that which flows through body from wherever – to take its cosmic place as drifting flotsam formed floating in infinite space

Like a plant growing to light – transformed by brilliant burning bright brush of infinite spectrum palette – to reflect that which titillates its unfolding life to follow upward flow – from seed of origin obscure – with waving living waves toward liquid sky azure