SONG NEVER SUNG

Spiritually deaf and mute and blind,
Not smelling nor tasting fruits divine,
Untapped senses buried deep inside,
Void of knowledge deep and wide.

Open the door of a chasm so deep.
Behold the wonders beyond and weep.
Weep for a joy, wonderful indeed,
Grown to blossom from a sacred seed.

Smell the blossom and taste the fruit.
Hear the sound of the farthest flute.
Speak of a beauty felt deep within.
Let a touch from without come in.

See a beauty not shown to the eye.
Feel a wind not blown in the sky.
Breathe in air unknown by the lung.
Hear a song in a tone never sung.

(Published by Lone Stars Poetry Magazine Fall 2017)