Let your soul stand cool and composed before a million universes.
~ Walt Whitman
divinity is not a language
of the mind, but a gift
that resides in the heart
from the Universe to all
and a new music there
and a serene vision that excels
an undying faith that
loves inner beauty easily
and observes time’s children
with a kind of equality
divinity is not a skill
that can be used, or hoarded
it’s in the fields, and the air
its sphere is the light
that bathes all the stars
its atoms mix the purest joy
with all existence, behind the pain
an essential delight of experience
that no creatures can hide for long
of splendid origin, and new light
in hands of god, in kisses from the Earth
divinity leaves a trace and it says:
‘you’re saved, you called me,
you made me, body, life and soul’
Viv Drewa - The Owl Lady 