Searching interior atmospheres of being, looking for
clues to what it encompasses, knowing now that it's
connected to the mind and intellect.
Wanting to know it's exact location and where it is,
shining lights all over, seeing spirituality blossoming,
glittering and sparkling.
Noticing something as I look at it, something that
looks like a thin hair winding around, touching upon
spirituality.
Seeming to be tied to a group of molecules so tiny,
undiscernible to the naked eye, wondering if this is
where the connection is to the mind.
Having to go further into this vast interior atmosphere
next time, investigating things much further along the
lines of spirituality.
Wow! I see a tiny little speck of light at the end of a long tunnel. Good luck RoseAnn.
This poem has not been translated into any other language yet.
I would like to translate this poem
Very nice elaboration of a mind i the quest of divinity. Yes it's a path which cannot be shown but is to be felt by concentrating mind and soul whose combine power guides us to witness the presence of divinity, a space with ultimate peace. Thanks for sharing.