The Kolam

Poem By Peter Hugo McClure

Patterns from the soul divine
Colours and form that shine.
Sacred geometry is the theme
Hallowed works to be seen. Unknown to the commercial world
But like a flower unfurled.
Art-work that cannot be bought;
Though nonetheless highly sought. Abstract and intricate they are
And beckon like a shining star.
Gracing the homes of simple folk;
Messages that can not be spoke. Concepts formed without a word
And form the cosmos gathered.
A tradition that goes deep
That providence will forever keep. In perpetuity they will sing
And like a lost chord ring.
In modest array they will glow
Sustaining the spiritual flow.

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One can't be a hermit today,
Bills have to be paid without delay.
Just to survive is an Art;
And debts accrue from the start. Philosophers join the homeless