The Infinite inside the Finite
Some eyes can see the invisible
And the invisible is everywhere
Within the visible.
Eyes as small as a grain of dust
Big as the mountains’ heart
Transparent as the sky’s face.
Where the soul goes the eyes go along
They are what they see within and beyond
They find the whole in the part and return it to the
soul.
Those eyes live everywhere
Cross time, find no boundaries
Sowing the ground with seeds from the Sky
And the skies with seeds from Earth.
Those eyes see the beauty and the ugliness
Coexisting in the same nest of wonders.
Those are prepared to seek and find
To lose and regain.
Along the finite roads of the days
The infinite journey of life persists
Plural and diverse in each new or old road.
From within the roads are only one endless road.
In the next glance there’s always a new life
As old as the first that emerged from the first drop.
No matter how fleeting each moment may be
It will always be a glimpse of Infinite within life…
São Ludovino, 20/5/2020 (1/5/2021)
The Infinite inside the Finite - poem, photography & video by São Ludovino
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