Where Is The End

Where is they end

of my hands and heart?

The place the circle of life

does ring around both earth and cosmos

to bind me by sense

through the arrays of light

unto the connection,

which unites mortal and creation,

stars and spirit.

 

Oh wheel that spins in the mind

like a spiral ascending towards space,

where eyes see the face of the universe

in every sight and sound

that dwells within the world.

 

To peer into the living canvas

is to look beneath each veil

able to discover the twinkle it holds,

each flare of iridescence,

until one can embrace

all that reflects

its part of the harmony

between this mortal coil

and where the constellations

shine their shimmering elegance

as crystals in an ebony sea.