Invisible Invincible Liquid Of Grace Poem by Obed Akuma

Several snow whitewashed silver cords trace paths across the abyss
The abyss that separates the spiritual and physical
The snow white pot sat in the center
Brightly white adorned cherubs hover over the pot with creamy cisterns
Pouring at each moment into the pot
As the snow whitewashed silver cords transport the liquid across the abyss
To the physical realm to feed the many that depend on this precious liquid

At the other side of the abyss - the physical realm
The whitewashed silver cord finds a way into the mind of some figure
The figure gradually and consistently shifts focus
From the physical to the spiritual
Changes are noticed in the manner of carrying out daily chores
And relating to other figures

Another figure notices a few changes
But ignores them and concentrates on the common physical matters
Too afraid to follow the prodding of the mind
Too uncertain to see the unseen
And slowly the figure begins to wither away
To dry into nothingness

Some third figure aware of the effect of the silver cords
Allows both of the physical and spiritual to dwell together
The figure listens to the jab of the mind
But the intros of the physical overbear the jabs of the mind
The jabs of the silver cord only exist as ideas in the figure’s mind
The figure makes no spiritual demonstration as the precious liquid is wasted
And this leads to wasting the figure into smithereens of nothingness

A glorious invincible precious liquid of grace
Travels through the invisible abyss
Searching for minds to stimulate into godly images
Willing minds get transformed
Unwilling minds get deformed by the physical matters
Notice that invisible invincible liquid of grace that searches the mind
And allow it to work to take the mind back across the abyss into its origin -
That spiritual realm that ever lasts.