Reflections of a Soul in Communion with the Most High (7/30)

 

There is no sound
More profound than
Silence; as the pure
Absence of noise
Is louder than
Any sonic boom
Could ever register
In the drums of ears;
And it is only there
Where clarity can
Be found and vision
Can be seen beyond
The dying scenes
Of this decaying world,
Beneath the surface
Of mundane perceptions
That can only grasp
What appears to the eye.
But my experience is
Not confined to time
Or space, it is not
Limited to this complex
Confluence of flesh
That encapsulates
The entire human race,
It is not accessed through
Physical attempts to
Control what appears
Before my face because
It is entered only when
One is able to transcend
The sense of touch
Smell, sight, hear or taste;
It is embraced only in
The Spirit which
The Creator has given
Proof of its existence
To those who with
Persistence are able
To Passover the Weeks
Of Trumpets to receive
Atonement in the eternal
Booth of Sabbath rest
Where one will unveil
The truth of the light of life
Which forever reigns over
The jaws of death.