A Realm Beyond Vision

A Realm Beyond Vision

To glimpse the universe in passion or desire,
And find paradise in both sand and fire,
Where wildflower’s bloom in empty field,
in spring their beauty is revealed

We Cradle Infinity within our arms,
while we Capture Eternity within chaotic calms.

We see only what our sight can glean,  
Bound by the confines of blind routine
  
At the entrance of wisdom,
where shadows play,
Lamentation echoes beneath caverns wide and gray.

The closest enlightenment we seek to find,
entitlement deep within the mind,
That what we yearn to unearth  
Lies hidden deep within self-worth.
  
Then each path calls forth from the heavens above, Exposing our scars and wounds of love.

Love writes its truths in gentle soft lines,
Through whispered vows, and ancient signs, In laughter shared, in silent sighs,
In a meeting gaze, where longing lies.

At dawn's first embrace,
the Rising Sun appears,
Crisp light sends shivers,
through wolves and seers.

Countless souls wander, unbound and free, Yet fear clutches hearts who reject the night’s fair decree.

Those who turn from the darkness profound  
Shall find neither affection comfort nor love surround.  

In outstretched hands and journeys anew,
In steadfast hearts, we find what is true,  
When the skies grow dim and colors turn gray,  
It’s love’s guiding light that shows us the way.  

Love knows no bounds, no years nor tides,
It marks our days as time collides,
With moments fierce, with breath that burns,
In all that fades and all that turns.

Judgment’s twilight looms ever near,  
For those who arm themselves with fear,  
Shall falter before envy’s poisonous breath  
Its relentless rhythm, a dirge of death.
  
In golden robes or tattered guise,  
A fragmented truth at times arise,
A lie that's told with good intent is good enough to pay the rent

While the divine spirit, through trials and scars, Turns necessity’s wheel beneath the unforgiving stars.

Each teardrop shed from a mortal face  
Grows wings of eternity, seeking eternal grace.
  
Waves crash upon the shores of fate,  
In realms where heaven breath holds weight.  

For the Summer Sun, radiant and bold,  
Outshines a thousand winter’s cold.

The Old Man’s Reason, through season confined, Is blind to the truths that lies unwind.
 
The voice of inquiry dims in despair,  
As flickering knowledge dances in air,
Our thoughts they do fade,
Reality is grim,
memories all shiny soon shine become dim

Yet in peaceful art, let all envy bend low;  
The warmth of philosophy’s smile shall now glow.

The cosmos whispers ancient lore,
Questions linger, forevermore.  

What is truth? What is time?  
In every heartbeat,
a rhythm,
a rhyme.

In silence deep, where shadows blend,  
The echoes of existence never end.
  
Thoughts like rivers, winding free,
Flow through minds of consciousness eternally.

For Sun and Moon, in their separate flight,  
Bow to each other,
embracing their light.  

To dwell in Passion,
heart joined with hand,  
Is to seize the cosmos,
is to understand.

It’s in the waiting, patient, pure,
In promises that won’t obscure.

A sacred light, the constant flame,
Eternal dance without a name.

For love is woven thread by thread,
By dreams that live deep within your our head,
thoughts they drop like autumn's leaves
though seasons shed,
They fall like trees.

And even when the world grows cold,
It is love’s testament we will forever hold.

MalcolmG
October 2024