Ill Wind of -. 2

Ill Wind of …. 2 Powerful beings we are A marvellous construction of senses And intricacies From the detail of touch To atomic building blocks With which to deliberate Theorise Awareness A billion synaptic passages Along nerve ends which equate Every nuance existent That traverses a teacup to a mouth And how we create ! In Van Gogh colours And musical diverse overtures How we dream In perception and the inspiration And bring form To what we conceive Ah ! And how we love ! In the very arms of creation This birth of ours And at one time we new And beheld the awe of life Indivisible From the hand of the Universal Connected to Content of The miracles proclamation Of life ………………………………………………….. how then have we become so belittled to no longer see a state of perfection ill wind indeed to say we are “fallen” from the trees and fruits of Eden how far now have we been led astray to think that each and everyone one of us unworthy of heaven what despicable lie of gold stained shrouds led us to cast aside the truth