-- Our Wise Senses --

John Herlihy

I see,

Not with the eye but with the I.

To perceive more than surface projection,

To absorb nature’s inner reflection.

I hear,

Not with the ear but with the heart.

To listen not to the words spoken,

To absorb the inner essence awoken.

I smell,

Not with the nose but with the mind.

Lifted aloft by what life’s perfume tells,

Of wisdom and virtue and sacred bells.

I taste,

Not with the tongue with but the soul.

To savor the fruit of life’s secret desires,

To burn in the embers of life’s sacred fires.

I touch,

Not with the finger but with the breath.

My spirit will absorb all I come to feel,

To allow the world of spirit to become real.

Our wise senses lift our inner veils,

To reveal all the mystery life entails.

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(c) John Herlihy 23 June 2019