Concept

There is.........something
unrelated to time or space.
It has no color, weight or
form--nothing of substance
and yet always problematic.
Neither here nor gone away;
function and refusal never
       coexist.

Yet something essential is
present; knowing senses it.
It is nothing?  The choice
is devastating.  We ignore
it to our peril! For us... 
for us!...it is everything.
         
It is spirit that embraces truth.
This is the reality that light affords.
This is the pyramid on which we labor.
Here is the base that holds our history.
This is the adventure we share.
When we catch the wonder of it,
that is the moment of awe.

 

Then it is that we may sweep away
the tangled cliche of sight,
of touch, of even art. And then
on some remote and quiet spirit shore
may finally encounter that
which now we seek, but be prepared...
For us, though we shall never part
in that blessed glory of finality,
more likely, we shall not.
         ~

Reviews

[Marie]

I think it most likely that we shall encounter that which we seek, though perhaps not in this world...

[Linda Marie Van Tassell]

"This is the pyramid on which we labor.
This is the base that holds our history."

These are striking lines that immediately evoke history in the present and a correlation to the past. It lays a beautiful foundation for the last stanza and the beginning of our end which never really is.

The tangible senses are nothing compared to the spirit.

Love this! As always, you make me pause and ponder and think.

Linda Marie

[Dean]

Ah, thank you Linda