Dust of life

Metaphor nature's way to open the mind and truth portray

Dust that falls unseen through resistance's protective screen

Penetrates the most sacred shrine now a part of what is mine

Time's tears turned to mud becomes today's flesh and blood

In the beginning raises the sun, lord over all, a myth is spun

Giver of life, from dark sets us free, dies in the lengthening shadow of a tree

God becomes the word, a holy spirit descends as a bird

Bible, Quran, or Tao, fertile poetic soil our thoughts do plough

Nature's forces take human form, understanding in light, anger of a storm

Arms of a tree, crying skies, sleeping sea, wind that sighs

God assuming human shape, or if you prefer man from ape

In all this the dust does settle as the water boils in the kettle

Author's Note

Plough a prominent formation of seven stars in the constellation Ursa Major (the Great Bear), containing the Pointers that indicate the direction to the Pole Star. Also called big dipper,

Reviews

[Coyote Poetry]

I agree Soren. The gift of God is everywhere. A child laughter, a tree blooming in the Spring. Beautiful dance of words my friend. I did enjoy.
Coyote

[Soren]

Thank you so much for the read my friend your encouragement is highly valued.

[Coyote Poetry]

I enjoy your work Soren and you are welcome.

[Arundass TP]

Overtime every thing transform s into dust. Even I . Great poem

[Soren]

Thank you so much for the read and kind words of support they are most appreciated

[Arundass TP]

Welcome friend

[redd Brick Keshner]

Divinity lingers in the space between, where belief and existence entwine— and even as dust falls, the kettle sings its quiet, steady truth. 🕊️🙏🏻

[Soren]

Indeed tis so Red Thank you so much for the visit and understanding comment it is highly valued

[redd Brick Keshner]

Most welcome Soren 🕊️🙏🏻