The Art

In the silence I can hear

As I watch my heartfelt prayer

In the stillness of the inner

I ask forgiveness and renewal

The Sea is still and deep

Reflections there to keep

Aqua fluidly accepts ideas

Smoothes and refines, purifies

And throws them on the Fire

Flaming through intense desire

To work the Art of magic

The inner to the outer flows

Water steams as ember glows

I see, I hope, I know

That from my uttered words will grow

The qualities that I seek

I am, stillness, eternal

A presence in the space

A fluctuating lighted face

Flickering half-formed in the first light

I imagine that it will grow so very bright

Consuming, boiling, generating

Between the darkness and the light

And everything is simply just right

As it is meant to be

An eternal uttered prayer

The Word is spoken

The speaker is content

The magic is now spent