The Pillars of Fire and Smoke

In the compassionate look of your eyes, 

lies the enigma of life.

The baffling secret that could stir the stability of the inanimate primordial black stillness.

The black stillness that whirled into waves of light,

by the immanent mystery of life.

The mystery of life that is capable of inspiriting and healing.

Healing the groans of the afflicted hearts of the lost ones, 

who are shrouded by the clouds of their imprisonment,

in the far godforsaken wilderness.

The incomprehensible mystery of life that is able to return the alien to the bosom of his homeland,

and to return of the migrant birds to the same nest year after year,

after a long journey of travelling to an exotic land.

An exotic land that allows the growth of the thorns of pains and sorrow.

The sorrow of the distance between the birds and their mates.

In the intently look of your loving eyes, 

lies the mystery of the eternal holy light.

The holy light that generates the sublimity of the holy joy.

The holy joy which flares up into the hearts of your dearly loved ones.

The grueling hearts of your loved ones, 

who are haggard from walking in the narrowness of the uphill path.

The narrow ascending path that leads to the boundless love which radiates through your eyes.

The narrow ascending path under the thunderous night sky in your dire wilderness.

Guided by the pillars of fire and smoke.

The sacred fire that emanates from the flicker of your loving eyes.