So much has been written and unwritten
Opening and closing of books, so much activity
My impressions always change
Each puzzle, un-puzzled
One shares ways to look at things
Noticing arrangements and choices
Every poem and thought is not shared here.
Learning to experiment with the joy – bursting
Opening, infinitely, the little boxes of treasures
Valuing each aspect of the surprise
Everyone gets some
Special detail, inscription, sacred space.
You know,
Orbits are made with magic pens
Used by the invisible Masters.
I love the sentiments folded into these lines, Ka. Peeking into the vast abundance of what is available to us, we each find unique treasures. We each trace the lines laid down by the Masters, who guide our threads of discovery… Beautiful…
Michael
Thanks so much, Michael.