When The Spirit Moves Poem by Radhica Laukaran

Spirit Divine, mystery of the mind,
Moving unhindered through space and time,
Give to thought and feeling a form
With ageless nature from first dawn-
Let teeming images fashion
Perfection in parade and pattern.
And when the wheel begins to spin
Make it stir the parts within
To show how much you care
Despite the pain man has to bear,
That while alive he must die to see:
Life is the eye of eternity.
For out of decay, new life springs -
Out of silence, some sparrow sings -
In the midst these snare twins smile,
Man walks immortal, lost but awhile.