Intangible, yet recognised, revealing form and place,
identified, realised, transforming mind and heart,
through energies unseen, unknown, undiagnosed,
so does beauty birth in glory, suddenly defined.
To track the path and purposes of that made manifest,
to find the course that it does take toward perfection,
is something which cannot be done or demanded,
for the sublime creates itself in hidden, unknown places.
When soul connects to that which births in glorious shape,
then comes the moment for which the mind does seek,
and that which is called art, eternal, ephemeral, so real,
does stand before us, silent, and yet to all does speak.