Guest guest Posted July 15, 2002 Report Share Posted July 15, 2002 Indestructible A little red spider climbing up a thread on frosted glass. An exclamation mark of transitory effort. And viewing this fragile moment What is the word I search for? What is the heart of this panorama arriving as perception? Yes, I have it. Indestructible! The little manners of tiny creatures. Wind in the autumn leaves. The haze of mist in the valleys fold. The Imperishable movement of nature turning upon itself to disappear and reappear as a facet of one compound eye. The way we flow like melting water. Unbreakable. I think I have not seen a thing that has passed away. I think even these thoughts make a world of reality for every living thing. I am convinced that the world is converted by God to be always Her effort made visible as indestructibility. There is no springtime without coffins. There is no winter without unexpected births. There is nothing that can move without Her stillness. Even this poem will have a life beyond the beyond. Like a spider spinning webs in eternity. Death is only a window in the heart. Love eric _________________ Quote Link to comment Share on other sites More sharing options...
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