-- The Infinite Way --

by John Herlihy

The flower said: Do not speak to me of wonder,

The light of the day blows my heart asunder.

The garden said: Do not speak to me beauty,

The origin of my splendor but a form of mystery.

The tree said: Do not speak to me of yearning,

My uplifted limbs speak of my inner core burning.

The autumn leaves said: Do not speak to be of descending,

My burnished leaves speak of resurrection and ascending.

The dawn said: Do not speak to me of the day awakening,

The dusk said: The day dies in flaming light forsaking.

The gate said: even when closed, I am in potential open,

When the closed gate opens, its seal is finally broken.

The silence said: Be silent, there is nothing to say,

God’s love said: Be hopeful, I pave the infinite way.

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Copyright © John Herlihy

Sunday 14 April 2024