vladik kelner
Bluelighter
The distant glow that shines at the end of tunnel,
Forever spreading light along our paths;
Majestically and patiently looks over –
Each element of microscopic life.
It has a rhythm of eternal nature,
Adjusting with the pulsing of all life,
Possessing wisdom far, far greater
It sends out energy through “mutual demand”.
Forever-faithful friend of all nocturnals,
Its constancy sends messages to us.
In humble, subtle ways, it keeps in contact,
With those of us, that look up at the sky.
So, thus, I raise my hands to heavens,
And thank the “Sun of Night”, with all my heart.
The sacred wisdom of the “Art of Living”,
Seeps through me, via the “Satellite of Light”.
Forever spreading light along our paths;
Majestically and patiently looks over –
Each element of microscopic life.
It has a rhythm of eternal nature,
Adjusting with the pulsing of all life,
Possessing wisdom far, far greater
It sends out energy through “mutual demand”.
Forever-faithful friend of all nocturnals,
Its constancy sends messages to us.
In humble, subtle ways, it keeps in contact,
With those of us, that look up at the sky.
So, thus, I raise my hands to heavens,
And thank the “Sun of Night”, with all my heart.
The sacred wisdom of the “Art of Living”,
Seeps through me, via the “Satellite of Light”.
