I've seen the unseen, A Deity so pure.
Like the wind That is unseen
Your words I seek more.
A tender yearning, I nurtured like a seedling
under the constraints of nature.
Pouring my time, studied and murmured, yes a true
knowledge, subtle seeker.
You see I see, that there is a Grand secret
But only for those who seek it
Not hidden from the old nor young...
Though it's Simple as a child's trinket
Very soon you'll see, we will all see
The Ones to reveal it.
You oh chosen, the remnant thereof.
Though Blinded by foreign ways
We ought to to be ashamed of.
Return to the unseen ways
Please do take heed of
Our Adonia provides his ways
Down to the last seedlings thereof.
YOU ARE READING
The Genez
Poetry"The Genez" focuses on the authors frame of mind or mode of consciousness. The word "Genez" used in the title of this piece is a Hebrew derived word, which means treasury. (One must be able to can meditate, what ever they are reading)- M. Mendez
