Never doubt (a work in progress)

Whatever happened to the Holy Grail

One might wonder

So holy, so frail

So diaphanous on its powerful trail

So elusive and hollow

So visceral its roar

So many fingers, arrows, signals

Keep pointing, spinning, alluring

To a here or a there

Swirling of an undecisive wind rose

The twilight emerges
Gets dimmer
Night descendes
...a starless sky

Whatever happens

The spark is on

Reflective light bounces all around

It whirls past blinded eyes

It ripples through the fabric of aeons

Behold...

Time stands still

Into the vortex we go 

At last the holy is in the grain

   

Ah! Moments like that...

Ever present

Ever knowing

Never doubt!

Celia M Paulo