Some Wonder

Point my pen, to a rhyming word,
Walk my mind into spaces blank
Reverb the sound, I've never heard.

Speak in ancient silent symbols
Feel strange words, carved into stone.
Explode the history, like crashing cymbals.

Then shine your light, where all began.
That we may see how light transcends.
Illuminate wisdom, revealing, when.

Heaven opens, that we may dream.
Talking to angels, divining what seems,
Like white swans at death will joyously sing.


I go beyond this Earthly crawl
And lift the veil of illusion's pall,
Instilling strength, so not to fall.

Then rise above this mundane sphere,
Nurturing spirit, while drying a tear
To be, not of, without any fear.

Experience wonder, as with a kiss,
Explore a mystery, almost missed,
Then create magic, in cosmic bliss.

Some are TOLD of a candle's flame
Some SEE the flicker of it's fire.
Others are BURNED to reach the NAME.

Richard Lynn Livesay 2009