Runes • Spirit • Spiritual Nebula
Poem about spirit that compares God to a 4th-dimensional nebula that intersects our three dimensions within living things.

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	Spiritual Nebula O curvèd space and spiral galaxy, Science hath defined you to it's degree, Banishing many a God from o'rhead, To, alas, the center of our starbed. And what of this God so far and away, Religion hath defined you mere partway, With, alas, man the image of thyself, Limiting the soul of life to himself. I am far too humble for such stature, And God resides within me I am sure. Behold! A spiritual nebula, Doth deliver us from such insula. A nebula of higher dimension, Blanketing all of cosmic extension, According us bodies beyond our midst, As an orb in a plane lives as a disc. Thine own fingers in water's still surface, Give birth to five free discs linked by oneness, God is such a hand, though free-form nimbus, Whose fingers enter our space within us. Rise and fall! Through the chakras of my spine, O spirit from conception that is mine, As germinated seed becometh light, Until death releaseth our space finite.

Runes • Spirit • Spiritual NebulaPoem about spirit that compares God to a 4th-dimensional nebula that intersects our three dimensions within living things.