Inside hours
3 May 2016
Pied piper
Inviting the crowds
Twin futures
Standing out
The searing darkness they flout
Starkest point of night
Beckoning
He braces our souls
Guiding throngs
Through crossroads
Sunlit paths to the morrows
Bordering sorrows
Brave New World
Flickering in void
Oncoming
Tilting point
A passage through needle hole
Compressed distances
Reinstate
Old definitions
They break word
With new light
Regaining the inner sight
Through transformation
Consummate
Heart’s devices play
Muted tunes
Answering
The call comes from within soul
Where being is whole
Inside hours
There lie hidden realms
They unfold
To the wise
They who see with more than eyes
Only the heart sees
Reading of the poem:
Storm coming up – John Williams
A new Galaxy – John Williams
Wonderland Discovery – John Williams