On a Portal Green

Consider a leaf …
a spring gifted green leaf,
one of jillions that grab and tease the eye and mem’ried soul.
It is difficult not to see green …
but do you understand it?

You do not see the leaf at all,
but the reflection of light energy gifted by the sun.
The plant absorbs the rest called magenta in color compliment,
and transforms it into stored energy for later life and contemplation.
Thus the essence of a plant is un-green in truth;
a color shadow of what you see.

In the splendor of fall’s death the green seems to disappear,
but it is only changed in nature such that it is absorbed by the leaf
and the magenta reflects its soul to us in gold and rust and amber hues.
By this rebirth cycle we can believe and ever know
of the soul hidden in the blinding light of day.

Now consider Divinity and soul, mind and spirit!
Need I go on?
The next time you see a stranger do not be blinded
by the reflection of form and angle and pigmentation;
but imagine the soul you cannot see but know is truly there by inference.

Here too we are blinded by the Light of God
made manifest in thee and me and all,
while only our soul can perceive the color shadows of infinity.
Imagine with me a vibration in attention
where all you see is this real soul self,
and the mysterious physical being
is hidden and can only be perceived
by becoming human …

and you ask why you are here.

faucon