Poem By Ben Jonson
The world is beautiful today.
And I am so inspired by its beauty.
Some say it is all an illusion,
A reflection, just a memory.
But I say, that in all that beauty,
You are there, looking back at me.
You wanted me to know you love me,
So You created that mountain out my window.
Austere against a pale blue sky,
It takes my breathe away.
Just like You do when I feel you near me.
Some say it is just so much matter, encased in energy.
But I say You are there,
In every bit of it,
To inspire my poetry.
Every thing of beauty,
is Your gift to me.
Every year I live to see it,
is my year of jubilee.
To be enabled to look at a delicate flower and see,
Truly see, its fragile, incomparable beauty,
To see that for a moment you were there,
so close to me………melts all my indifference,
And inspires my creativity.
I see You move the tree tops with Your breath of inspiration.
Because I believe it is You,
I feel exaltation.
I see a golden eagle.
On Your breath he is soaring.
And I am lifted out of my earthly form,
As the joy within me merges with him.
I see You in him and so I join,
And the world is beneath me like a silver coin.
Somehow I am on it yet above it just like he.
I am golden,
I am silver,
I am empowered,
I am free.
Some say the world is my dream,
that You are not here in it.
I say there is only You,
So all I see is Infinite.