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.