When wonders burst intact upon the eye
demanding focus and attention full:
of mind and will and spirit, too, they fly
into conscious awareness, where they gently pull

us away from mundane pursuits; take us to realms
etheric where Spirit alone does in grandeur dwell
and in whose great manse we must don the helms
of our Soul's own reason, lest we ever quell

a hope in the world of light, of life, and even love:
the source of all wonders found here below;
not residing in some paradise far above
but deep within each heart where feelings flow

and wonder's blessings may truly be found
in Love's great miracles that everywhere abound.

(Copyright 3/18/2006)

Hugh Cobb

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