Wonder is woven
Into the world's structure.
Mystery brushes us
With her wings:
Softly, gently, pointedly
When we least expect it.
Sometimes life brims
With a kind of dappled glory:
Like the certain pulse
Of a perfectly beating heart.
Mystery brushes us with her wings……..when we least expect it. Very thoughtful poem, marvelously penned! Thanks for sharing, Dominic.
This poem has not been translated into any other language yet.
I would like to translate this poem
It takes an astute observe to see life as it is- filled with magic and epiphany.