god is everywhere
he fills up the blank
in the mind when
we are jolted to the spirit
that gently pulls at
the petals of the rose
inch by inch for that
bright spring bloom dance
pulse after pulse
since conception
for each cell to thrive
the living spirit
that runs through
the whole of creation
to bind us to each other
the iron fisted law
that it helms to
govern all
to the farthest of stars
spirit+water+earth+metal+wood+air =
God binding us all
take away one
to see the whole creation crumble
This poem has not been translated into any other language yet.
I would like to translate this poem
Excellent thought, John and very well expressed. Raynette