I know so many words
Some take years to learn
Though quintessential – as the air –
We breath without concern
Serendipity is a favorite
No one can deny
Good fortune, be it yea or nay
New horizons multiply
Sonder strips the ego bare
And grounds us to the core
Would all then take their blinders off
And practice no more war
One more is luminescence
A light no wind dispels
The soul consumes its own supply
Or – a simple firefly
I know one word with powers great
That mountains rumble and reply
Open wide the pearl-studded gates
Open wide the needle’s eye
I will see Your Face iridescent and splendid
And joy before now unfelt unheard
Stirs the ashes and dust of souls long interred
When at last the spell of time is broken
And seamless we are and never were nor will be
Rejoice – the perpetual Jubilee
When at last the voice of Cassandra is heeded
And Hera laughs last who cried most
“And the greatest of these is Love,” She wrote
“When at last our exile here is ended”
And the river flows to the ends of the earth
We will travel across – on wings transplendent
The road to Paradiso
Runs through a field of stubble
Strewn amid discarded millstones
Are lost pieces to every puzzle
The gates of Paradiso
Open with a single knock
Wade through on rising waters
You only have to walk the walk
The chasm deep inside you
Is your calling card
Reach down and stir the emptiness
Submission is its own reward
The table in Paradiso
Is prepared in all splendor
Drink from the cup of vinegar
And feel your spirit soar
Pilgrim, where do you reside?
By the sea or mountainside?
Where is your forever home?
Anyplace your feet do roam?
Have you paid a price too high?
For your castle beneath the sky?
The view will take your breath away –
Or so the realtor will say.
Flags and loyalty count as loss.
What you gather you will someday toss.
Stranger or resident alien,
You are neither patriot nor citizen.
Have you slipped beyond this temporal world?
Are you on the altar with our Lord?