Symbolism Poem by RoseAnn V. Shawiak

Symbolism



Thoughts cogitate and blend into a symbolism of sorts,
an idol is a perfection of what we think of God in our
human minds.

Yet, one can look at birds sitting on a telephone wire
and still see God in all His simplicity and truth as we
watch, seeing them fly off in unison.

A configuration, a concept of God in a natural stance,
how exquisite He becomes amid this thought, an idea of
perfections formless, yet formed somehow within our
minds.

Thursday, January 8, 2015
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