Hearing Light Poem by Ted L Glines

Hearing Light
by Ted L Glines

Butterfly soaring in Katmandu
stirs the longing soul in you
you give a tender loving grin
angels spin on the head of a pin
the sun on high in his finest hour
knows butterflies have this power.

Blossom opens, embracing the dawn
new mother nuzzled by her fawn
your heart opens wide, ever so wide
you feel her love deeply down inside
you know the spirit of even a stone
amidst all this, is never alone.

Feeling lost in self rejection
seeking a hint - devine connection
we rant and scream and slam the door
and damn the world forever more
only to learn - too late it seems
that our fate is locked in a buttterfly's dreams
and after our tantrum runs its tide
we find our God never did hide
and - listening now - our spirit hears
the gentle music of the spheres.

Now angels dance upon our pin
giving us such a jolly grin
and the song we sing deep in you
sends a butterfly soaring in Katmandu.