Paul Butters - Imagination Limits

My God has blessed me with a strong imagination.
I picture the Universe's end with nothing but a shrug.
My vision is both weird and wonderful.

I rack my brain
For meaning
Over and over again.

Yet even I can't conjure
An image
Of somewhere beyond
Space and Time,
Where minutes are meaningless
And we see All before us
Sharing with God
A View
That can't be shared
Because there is no up
Or down,
Forward or back
Nor even seconds
In which to see.

For there is a point
Beyond which
I'm quite Blind.

A Spiritual World
Might just be
In my range,
But only just.

The Purpose
Still eludes me
As I bumble on,
Straining to look above
That far horizon.

© PB 4\11\2012 in Yorkshire.

Paul Butters

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