OMEGAN GENESIS
A living mirror
completing the sphere That centers everywhere cincumferencing nowhere. Downward the miracle a circle encircled. Divinely total, ending, immortal, Flashing sparks of infinity for earthly scrutiny, Opening minds with Spirit winds. Hid in the smalling as in growing, Leaving to questing more than to gaining, Always awakening our sense of unknowing. The mirror melts from captured light, Unfragiling in reforged might, Inflamed by fires that end the night. To a point, God, till s/he's more God, Birthright granted, illumined, supplanted, Stripping the cover, bridging Forever. |