Therein the unexplainable grace lies
On the tumbling and trembling of nature grace
And the brightness of everything celestial and cosmic
To the mightiness yet to be comprehended
Perhaps never would
In the drive where there is no pause.
Stillness and the waves
Greatness of wonder;
Humility of purpose.
Sky blue gorgeous,
Enhancement of creative furtherance.
Birth of expanse
Into the belly of creation
Not to be fathomed by all
But by a select few
While others find perdition?
Rejoicing in the pit;
Prisoners, imprisoning laboured prisoners!
Nothing has been hidden from none,
But discovery is only for the very few
Earth is not different
Nor the stars, moon, sun
Trembling or tumbling.
When no tempest dare
Never on the rich, wealthy table of stillness
To think, to wonder
In the orbital expanse in fulfilment of furtherance;
Mind of thickness and blankness!
Geographies not withered in differences;
Waves, currents, winds of the same treasure of the wind.
This particular instance of tears
Rolling down the mountain top
Causing discomfort on the base of pains and belaboured sojourn!