The magical veil

The visual is the way through,

the magical veil which we cannot dismantle,

but must both penetrate

and open to

in a simultaneous pose

of participation

and surrender,

so we can touch and be touched by its richest treasures,

of which we are each one particularity.



We are bearers of our own discrete veil,

lamps of the divine,

in a field of lights,

some nothing more than smouldering embers,

smothered by other concerns;

others ablaze with ferocious glory -

our open end to be a unique strand

in a kaleidoscopic tapestry,

weaving our broken beauty

into a path that heals

in its collective magnificence.