Sense Of Eternity Poem by Robert Rittel

Sense of eternity

The eternal now considered as sphere,
which ever was, is and will be there.
The infinite here as boundless spectrum everywhere.
Within that all, the living personal in the immortal impersonal,
which is the same and indifferent we call.
Seen by living spirits observed in sublime,
in millennium seasons of all time.
Concentrated in that deep,
the mysterious and illumined sleep.
The body as transition with the spirit seeing,
the individual primordial mode of being.
As infinite nature does contemplates,
the mirror as the temporal fates.
The purpose in maturity as a living soul,
for the universal sum of all to grow.
With the particles of the past in time to come,
mentioned already before, revealing it like a scroll.
The divine spirit remembering the eternal,
the primeval bride is universal.
The perfect balance of unity as bond we seek,
exists which we cannot ever, ever break.
A bond from there is no freeing,
since it is a portion of the almighty being.