Of existence
Seems not always
Beautiful
I discover the divine
Through smoke haze
Muted tones
And hidden features
Seek the clarity
Beneath the murk
Colourless moments
Can be vivid
I remind myself
Create the divine
From the apparent
Mundane
I discover the divine
Through smoke haze
Muted tones
And hidden features
Seek the clarity
Beneath the murk
Colourless moments
Can be vivid
I remind myself
Create the divine
From the apparent
Mundane
Until I
Understood
Everything
Is glory
Here am I
On the cusp of the sky
While far below
Rivers and life
In endless flow
Reminding myself
Of the importance
Of even one small voice
In the tide of events
Like the butterfly
In Beijing
I flutter
Back down to the valley
Where I ride the flow
Singing
From the depth of my soul
The unyielding
Asks me
To yield
So I become the cloud
Pass over the peaks
Flow through the valley
I align with the supple forces
Which overcome the implacable
The glaciers die
The cold retreats
To summer’s entreat
They’re gone before
Both you and I
Resist
And be dashed against
The rocks
Let go
Allow the chaos
To coalesce
I rejoin
Resolving flow
Into the known
Standing on the ledge
Letting rage flow away
Wounds upon my soul
Close and begin to heal
Spectator at the edge
Close enough to feel the spray
Of power’s fearsome rush
And the colours
Oh the colours
Ever vibrant
Even this brown earth
They painted
With expansiveness
Let the grandiose
Dominate the brush
Then I
So happy
For just a hint of them
Through the glass
Held in my hand