Dust to Dust

[Guest guest]

If in the dust particle God can be seen,

 

If in the translucent wing of a butterfly,

 

The sun shines through,

 

There comes a Master who understands the Student

 

The sky opens to the simple words of Poetry,

 

To the world of blue-green visions of the One seeing,

 

In the Heart of a Poet,

 

Another dust particle.

 

 

 

 

 

Love and Peace,

Ana