20 Contemplations #1: Colours of the Father

What do you see? He is invisible

Yet all creation knows Him. Listen:

The birds slow their flight for Him; leaves glisten

In all His coloured light. Impossible

Strains of symmetry glide through chaos: simple

In their dignity, yet rich in vision.

Catch the smallest glimpse, the grandest impression:

He is more – glorious, indivisible.

Eye cannot see; microscope cannot capture

Yet soon He will break from Godhead to be

Zygotic, a blip. Consider the rapture,

The folly. Look at the Father and see

The crimson of life, the brown of this hay,

The exploding grace of the rainbow.

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