NAKED THOUGHT
All doors open
thought,
transparent
…naked.
Not a new concept
but in keeping with old
indomitable truth’s tradition.
Through crystal glass windows
(some might call a diverse dverse)
I’ve seen rainbow colour prisms,
share their kaleidoscopic rays
as yet, unscathed by
strife scratched days.
Where Angels must dream
in my sky of satin blue
I too, am so aware
that a single drop of H2O
holds all of universal time
and DNA strands are
as powerful now as in their
unique and ancient creation
almighty, but yet
as delicate as a butterfly
sits upon the hip
of life.
~*~
© Daydreamer Too *All rights reserved
Shared with: New Pub/club for Poets dVerse OpenlinkNight
Poets United Poetry Pantry #58
