"The Truth of Your Magnificence"

by Rich Goodhart
(from The Sound Inside The Sound, 2013)

The sky shines in blue swimming silence
Above the icy breath of swirling winter sound
Oh, how the glorious gift of this bright morning sun
Warms my still awakening eyes
And permeates the crystal prism
Of my mystic artist heart ~
Spreading vision into rainbow shadings of song and light

This morning sun sings of presence and bringing
And the mystery of its radiance inspires my revival

So how could we ever imagine anything less of ourselves?
Where do we learn to place limits on our dreaming?
Why do we ever question the generous healing essence
Of our compassioned spirit light?

Spend time with me my love
And shine brightly in the mirror of my seeing
Walk awhile with me my friend
And witness the great giving of our souls

The truth of your magnificence plays like the brush
Of a Zen master calligrapher
Painting sacred flower fragrance
On invisible temple walls