World Of Empty Tombs Poem by Joseph Narusiewicz

Sacrosanct blue waters pure and timeless
Eyes of the sun look upon the fields
Something inside belonging to mystery
The hope that we have not totally blown it
Feelings of nothing negotiated
Nothing for sale or on display
Deep in the eternal now
Self-discovery without fences
Warm meadows where butterflies sing
Rest deep in your dreams where love lives
So much of me is not here
So much lives in awe and in wonder
Beyond the karmic wheel
So much is innocent like beauty
Part of me plays in the resounding joy
The world of sureness is deeper than logic
Guardian angels live in this world
The world where roses sing praise
The world of empty tombs