Friday, February 01, 2008

Carved in Ethereal Realms

Carved in ethereal realms
Unique as a human soul
Tumbling through empty skies
They come.

Beauty hidden from our eyes
Resting on frozen slopes where no one walks
Deep as a pirate's jeweled treasures
Sharp as diamonds, glistening with promise
They rest.

Will we pass them by?
Will any eye stop to wonder
at these hand-carved theophanies?

Will the warmth of a human heart stop to see
take and treasure, imbibe their beauty?

For these little ones are ours to treasure
to take and see in their individuality
wondering which is me
Sharp as diamonds
glistening with promise.


Nature is full of genius, full of the divinity;
so that not a snowflake escapes its fashioning hand.
- Henry David Thoreau
Post a Comment

Soul Meets Body

If they knew how big they’d become on the music scene, lead singer Ben Gibbard of the band “Death Cab for Cutie” once confessed, they woul...