Divine Embrace - Poem by Shqipe Prence
Infinite and finite, unknown and known. Unknown? A strange idea, evil and blessing, a mystifying situation, more questions than answers!
When we try to round off something unknown, slipping from our grasp, it melts away under our feet, leaving a touch of light. Enlightenment?
Have you ever seen a man warping time and space? Just illusion, any truth!
Secretly conscious of our share in spring of eternity, we hope, hope to find life in it again. Mad to see how rapidly our short span of it ebbs away? Wisdom is life!
The greatest wisdom does make the enjoyment of the present the supreme object of our being, multiplying and expanding that interval as much as possible in the given time:
Our infinity, spiritual infinity; all else a play of thought!
Motion, constant motion, the nature of our life! Run, run, run, the mark of resistance in this realm of finite, like pictures in a rough mosaic, having no effect, no beauty at all, unless you stand some distance off…
The strength of imagination does give us the power, the power to lift the veil of universe, to catch a little glimpse of its mystery, beyond our comprehension!
A life ad interim, in expectation of which we pass all the time, until we dance in the arms of sleep...…a mysterious transaction between the soul and heavens infinity?
In this real span and small world of ours, we bustle about so eagerly and struggle with one another in every generation to have more land, more possessions, with raising eyes to the hereditary skies. A comic effect! Heavens and skies? The glory and hands of GOD!
Love, love, love! Love this life, these vacations from the skies, from the infinite, to feel the pulse and energy of timeless, divine Universe!
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