Spirit In Our Nature

Never before had I in all my evident, but
grotesquely hidden,
original wisdom
envisioned
Nor could any man’s imagination ever
stretch,
not even when visible gospel told
could seed be planted
That would be of ample warning of
sweet sorrow’s
hornets nest
All so busy, all at work, all face peace
within such danger
All at birth, all at death
All united, all apart
All acceptance, all one heart
The keys, like clues that nature grants,
need only gentle
guidance to their
entrusted locks
This frees time in movement both
perceptual and perpetual
Progressing quickly
in and out of grief
With not one empty hope but our goals
attained with perseverance
Awe in the face of the natural and ever
mindful of an enduring end
Trusting for our love they’ll send
All united, all apart
All acceptance, all one heart

K. Roberti