“We cherish the hope that through the loving-kindness of the All-Wise, the All-Knowing, obscuring dust may be dispelled and the power of perception enhanced, that the people may discover the purpose for which they have been called into being.” Tablets of Baha’u’llah, Ṭarázát (Ornaments)
Dust
obscuring
covering
settling
coating the everyday of the soul in
a thickening mantle of swirling
loss, regret, anxiety, confusion
Questions
Surround
impound
confound
and then
Astound
Divine breeze
released by spiritual words
chanted, sung or said into
Air
becoming light through melody
and memory
beyond dust
Peeling away veils
Visible for a moment
the sense of the soul’s shape
free falling
into
faith, connected, certitude
unfurling
feathered tips of wings
Then air filter light warning
the arrival of
more dust . . .
(c) June Perkins
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all we are
is dust in the wind ❤
this poem was nice, i liked the rhythm of it i couldn't help myself.
Thank you so much for leaving a comment.
Yes, I love to work with rhythm.
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