Behind closed eyes in sunlight I saw the spirit touch and brush with infinite dexterity the floral biosphere; each blade of grass grew instantly when painted evergreen as out of time; the causal - echoing sublime half caught, half sought to stem each primrose at my thought; and what have I to verify - seems too bizarre to show it, to see the cause of everything at work, to see and know it! Alas the need to open eyes, slow down to what the brain might say, and yet the brain must rest, to know - what universal mind may show behind the eyes like open sky when June is sleeping with July. ~ Roy K. Austin
Posted on: Wed, 30 Oct 2013 17:55:00 +0000
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