The Mystery of Mysteries
By John Herlihy

The mystery cannot be fully communicated;
Only the mysteries can be fully revealed.
All creatures make their own assessment;
Only with truth will their hearts be sealed.

God’s attributes are not found in a tree or leaf;
His Spirit may likely emerge from human grief.
The mystery of life found neither in tree and stone;
Breath a warm vapor that enlivens our inner zone.

The Divine Principle resembles no likeness,
That can be found anywhere on Earth.
More likely, it shines a luminous brightness,
Whose spectrum colors the world from its birth.

A casual glance may contain insight;
Eternal darkness within infinite night.
The sliver of moon a pale half-eaten apple;
The stars stir memory in the celestial chapel.

Ask those who have gone before you;
They will give you no hint to their tale.
Mystery buds, but will never fully bloom
We only recognize the scent of its perfume.