Theme: Truth

What God Beholds

It’s wonderful how in a glance the world
Blooms, volume in dimensionality,
Simultaneity of perception held
Near or far or both to infinity.

Close one’s eyes, and what’s there remains, that open
Is like a visual thought, every last detail
Of a world of knowledge, material gen
That shifts from weight to weightless to avail.

Just as in concept the universe weighs 
Less than a feather, to the Divine power
Its weight is conceptual, which sense relays
As infinite mass stretching out forever.

The world seems like a fairy-tale that’s there 
To pass, but the history that unfolds
Is reality founded on truth, where
Each form bears witness to what God beholds.


More By  :  R. D. Ashby

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