Transcendent Resplendent

wind in the willows
blows and goes
invisibly moving
no one knows

except by the motion
of the trees
that the air's moving
that there's a breeze...

unseen molecules
hurry along
chasing each other
they all belong

to a vast ocean
we cannot see
spinning and swirling
'round you and me...

transcendent resplendent,
in space very rare,
reaching to heaven
thinning the air

caresses the plasma
in the betweens
of places not empty
filled with the beams

of starlight created
electrically
like the nerve-endings
in you and me

like our computers
and telephones
invisible power
wherever we roam...