Grand Plan Poem by Joseph Narusiewicz

Supple as time the constant pace
Death has no legacy
Searching for strength
Plans can be roots
Grace is there in sublime simplicity
Design a testimony of such intricacy
Meditation sees across the meadow
No religion can paint the picture
Goldfinches in the erudite wind

Communion of shadow and morning
Awake into your choices
Awake into a marvelous place
Awake into what you see
Outside of yourself is a real world
Joy is a deep sea deeper than you
Even my cat reflects the stars
Love shines with every sun
Awake into the grand plan