Its Intimate Script, Exponentially More Complex

There, where all is order,

an expanded appreciation

for its self-representation.

Honour The Budding Human Heart, The Soul

A house for wisdom; a field for revelation.

Speak to the stones, and the stars answer.

At first the visible obscures:

Go where light is.

Theodore Roethke, “Unfold! Unfold!”

At The Moment Of Composition

What is one to make of a piece of thought left hanging in empty solitude

when one's conception of things appears to be notoriously difficult?

After This, Clouds Break Into Laughter

Scraps of paper provide

a backdrop, a kind of setting.

Shape, voice and text

occupy a certain position.

Its overall composition

lay bare here in the open air.

Rich, Its Anthology: Silence

Everything in life is speaking in spite of it's apparent silence.

~ Hazrat Inayat Khan