Emanations of love are easy to see,
if only we mortals allow them to be
received and converted to various forms,
expanding the bounds of societal norms
and limited expressions of watered-down truths.
Now and then, they emerge through children and youths,
but are often refined by wisdom and years,
finally reaching society’s ears
via grandmas and aunties and wizened old men,
who wait to speak ’til awakened, and then
the teachings of sages and mystical guides,
with their own human consciousness, collides.
Truth can arise in a casual chat
with a wise one disguised in an everyday hat.
It sometimes transforms from words on a page
to actions and dialogue performed on a stage.
A poet or writer receives and transcribes
the knowledge of ages, alive on ‘the vibes’
that surround every human existing in space,
no matter his intellect, religion, or race.
Insights believed to be hidden are shown
by rhythm and movement, through color and tone.
And in certain classrooms, enlightenment is taught,
transcending confining, conventional thought.
Emanations of love are Life’s way to express
Soul’s intangibleness in a mystic caress.