Nothing Into Something Poem by Mahfooz Ali
Nothing Into Something
Caterpillars moulting in their cocoon,
Peacefully waiting to become butterflies.
Winds picking up and gathering clouds,
Becoming a storm and subsiding again,
Waiting to show a rainbow.
The silence of meditation,
Allows spirit to know,
What it feels like to be uplifted and shown,
what the birds see as they are soaring,
looking down upon creation.......
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