From somewhere beyond, from somewhere within
In a land not yet formed, before time began.
An ocean of silence; undefined, yet absolute.
No word had yet been spoken, no thought yet known
A magnificent void, latent with All.
Out of a whim to know all that can be
A breath of intent, that we might see.
And there it appears before us, thoughts take shape
Frozen images, captured in space.
Thrust into being, thrust into flight
Waves of light emerge, unfold, and meet with infinity
Pregnant with life.
And we see it thus, as we think it so
The mountains we give meaning
It’s all seemingly real, It’s all seemingly gold.
To Love only may we kneel.
To Love only may we kneel.
copyright 1999 by Joseph Leone
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