Infinite – Mystic Poetry
You, the infinite. Ever extending, brightened insight. The constant prayer, the inner silence overlapping. Jubilation’s chair, hope in repair. Envisioned spectacular ceremonial mapping. A heightened accord, a breath-full of words. A heart-warmed ford to breeze through the formless. Your subtle starlight, strumming reflections elevating the air. Singing the day’s symphonies, dancing celestials the shadows in …