Soul Weaver

Sun sets softly in linen blue sky Towards it flock of geese will fly Among the tall grass Stonehenge will lie From the distant realm God will look upon his creation with divine eye Through the center stone during summer solstice when it is in zenith sun one can see But that does not reveal Stonehenge’s destiny Exactly why in the center of this beautiful meadow stones erected would be That is the enduring mystery Numbers can grow beyond infinity beyond all control But what is their limit from point of view of the soul Even if one breaks the laws of physics one does not reach the soul What is the power of stone circle if it can weave that very soul? As vortex suspends time The vortexes of soul weaver suspend next profanity beyond time The depth of numbers created there is sublime Anyone who can use them to their advantage is nearly divine and prime If one wishes to go beyond destiny One must leave behind numbers and their continuity The abyss one must see But soul weaver in his next step can go beyond destiny and to that point attached philosophy All this will come to pass when in the center of Stonehenge flower will grow Flower of spellbinding beauty from which sun’s rays will flow Flower that from silver blue tears of the moon will grow Flower in the center of stone circle through which spirit like wind will blow