Into The Mystery

On the breath of a summers day

The world waits as the Heavens play

Far away from man's closed heart

Angels sing with butterflies

I don't mean to intrude

For perhaps I am not ready 

To fill my emptiness with God's infinity

Now home at last I fill my cup

And with a smile I'm drunk on love

In this place where the birds sing

And butterflies float by with the grace of Angels

I have seen

Perhaps a distant memory

Or more an immense dream

An immortal ode that joins the clouds above

With this grass so green

A song that emanates

Sings from the womb of Mother earth

And as the trees dance I can't help but rejoice

For in this unknown I have found

More than life

More than words can explain

A reaching embracing still serenade

That washes and cleanses

Charms my soul

And as I walk home I wonder

A little bit further into the mystery

A poem

By Liam Herdman