Indescribable is the One
Who appears as infinite worlds ~
Playing in astounding shapes and forms.

Still, when in human configuration,
We invent words to approximate 
To describe, to understand 
And navigate life in this creation.

On my birthday a butterfly landed
On a heart shaped morning glory leaf,
Just inches away from my eyes
Dusty orange wings fanning slowly,
Dainty legs clinging 
To a shiny green surface.

Delighted, I said softly,
“You’re so beautiful.”
It turned to face me,
Many faceted eyes 
Peering into mine.

We looked at each other
In deep communion
And tangible recognition.

The butterfly was
As aware of me
As I was of it.

This world, God’s world,
Is chockablock with wonders.

Leave words for a while
And be with
What is 
Your own Self everywhere.