“As all the Heavens were a [Hollow] Bell”
the music of the spheres
If I could fall forever through a space
We can’t imagine, through the space where spheres
Are less than spirit, where chimed physics’ place
Is less than we can see, through long-lost years
And future years, through levels where no time
Is measured, stars and galaxies would not
Have import since I’d fall or maybe climb
(While falling) and such climbing would mean naught
According to perspective since both mean
The same. My plunge would take me close to stars
So spiritual that they would leave me clean,
More chaste than Jesus’ palms upturned with scars.
The vacuum of levels more like shade
Or ghost might make me hear where souls are weighed.
~ Phillip Whidden
by phillipw | Nov 18, 2024 | DI, EM, GL, IN, SP |