IN THE DEPTHS OF OUR EYES SPEAKS OUR SOUL IN JUBILATION

IN THE DEPTHS OF OUR EYES SPEAKS OUR SOUL IN JUBILATION

Rising from our slumber we may discover our Divine Nature.
Blinded by the darkness of our subconscious we contemplate.
In a reflection in the still pond we witness our sacredness
within our innocent eyes which are the windows of our fate.
This fate is guided through our inherited consciousness
received in abundance at our birth. We ultimately ensure
our inspired presence to enthuse our comrades to allocate
our positive influx to a spiritual awakening of elegance.
We behold the marvel of an unequivocal open-mindedness
to flourish the virtues of community and pure brotherhood.
Sharing each talent we possess with a devotional selflessness
a situation of beneficial realization to invoke a surging exuberance.
The longing for acceptance is a pulsing desire for our livelihood
which is a God-given blessing we accept to gloriously elucidate
our neighborly attitude exuding sympathetic deliverance.
The utopic dimensions are withheld in our mystic awareness
internally expressed in the depths of our eyes so demure.
Every humanistic endeavor will be joyously seen to participate
in a gracious fraternity of fruitful thought and ascendance.
This dominion is far-reaching enveloping our cherished society
of angelic empathetic hearts beating the same rhythm of dance.
We must embrace our compatriots from every contrariety
who may express another viewpoint of life to assimilate.
The common ground is beyond a subjective unlikelihood
of agreement resolving differences through propriety.
No loss is suffered through giving with an open tolerance
as the seraphim blows a fanfare lacking victimhood.
All personas have their values and important preferences
to be respected through the divine view we would
shine over all doubts born within our innate purity.
Glancing over fields of flowers we should only jubilate
what Paradise we relish; sensitively transcendentally
engaged with our environment is our human sorority.
Our intrinsic Nature knows no boundaries which could
limit our perception of unity found in our mentality.
Hence we praise the mission of peace to emulate
the obvious rendition of the wishes of each child.
Tranquility is the yearning of all infants as motherhood
eases the need for affection securing their reality.
Heaven’s grace will flow as our eyes so very mild
casting love forthright, being pacified, to clearly initiate
leniency recognition and above all genuine acquiescence.
Lifting our limbs to the sky represents our reconciled
attitude rediscovered through our windows of generousity.
The path to our spirit is found cantillating and resonates
eternally a wondrous song as we gaze so beautifully beguiled.