Jain Love: the Qi Or Chi In Kevala, Kevalaqi

I O saints, creatures cast as masterpieces by VASTNESS If you would just create space for the OTHER You would sense how we are connected, closer THAN Your own breath. O how my heart aches to convey THIS II Monet at Giverney saw God in the Garden, looked at his LIMITING BRUSH And despaired of ever conveying the life and Qi, primal ENERGY In flowers, but he took courage, faith in colors, ON HIS CANVAS Albert had the largest canvas; Einstein, awed child OF THE UNIVERSE III You, too, have had the numinous encounter! I have it with THE WORD You continue with the palette, carving wood, stone, GARDEN As after Church worship, I visit the sick, LIVING THE LIVING WORD We discover the gospel of our familyhood. I CELEBRATE MY MONET LISA IV Now stringing all the capitalized end-words, I dedicate my soul thus: "Vastness Other Than This Limiting Brush "Energy on HIS Canvas of the Universe "The WORD, Garden, LIVING THE LIVING WORD, "I CELEBRATE MY MONET LISA"