Atmosphere

Seek not tangible work of hands

Bountiful good of lands

Seek not sweat of effort on brow

Milk and honey

sweet culture scent 

brew ferment

Dew drop pure, nor lament

Seek not revelling aching 

limb and ligament

Slaving till reckoning day

Clutching dear at.most.fear

Seek diligently

Hidden – heard and felt

In the realm of angels 

A World within One self.

For this we silently slave

Driving apathy away

Drilling at walls that form

In thin air

Suspended in a thick 

blanket of despair

That clouds the eyes 

marks our stare

One name desires us, 

pierces our side

He asks us ‘Do you dare?’

What we see here is

Swings and roundabouts

The universe

The sea

The atmosphere

Heaven declares the unseen

Seek 

Fear not.

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