peeks deep into the heavens
hoping to glimpse God
from Patient Rains And Petals (1981)
...there is no speech nor language where their voice is not heard.
We peer through with a living, self-generating, self-healing, self-replicating biological optical visualization system without parallel in known existence at a universe rife with wonder and marvels fabricated out of a physical dimension of reality that defies all explanation of existence, and we wonder that we cannot see God. Everything that exists is an echo of his voice speaking, Let there be....
Beautiful and incisive commentary on man's deepest questions and yearning for the ultimate answers.
Neal - thank you very much. -Rich
This poem has not been translated into any other language yet.
Delivering Poems Around The World
Poems are the property of their respective owners. All information has been reproduced here for educational and informational purposes to benefit site visitors, and is provided at no charge...
2/27/2024 12:17:58 AM # 22.214.171.1249