Wounds

The shawl of self is
split and broken,
gaping yaws of pain,
which lets new light
into the soul; knits
as scar; regains.
The wound does show
the way within, a
tender, shining mark,
which holds the truth
of all we are - reveals
God's touch as art. 

Signature song

The music sounds eternal,
in signature of song,
as human, flower or stone;
as who we do become.

The notes in pure vibration,
speak easily of being,
and bring all things to birth;
create what we do see.

In life so instrumental,
and consciousness as tune,
through particles and waves;
so everything is born.

And when there is a harmony,
and notes vibrate as one,
then all is pure connectedness;
made manifest as Love.