A Saturday morning thing

i have seen the gulf,

between soul and spirit,

heart and mind.

I have heard words,

the ear can not hear

and sights the eye can not see.

The healing,

the merger,

of the two,

is a wondrous thing.

The beauty of things measured

and seen,

may pale,

to what we can not see.

These are not opposed,

seen and unseen,

known and unknown,

we quest for all of it

and should not be satisfied,

without that quest.

We speak of what we see,

but how can we describe,

that which is unseen?

Without tools to measure, how?

This is where,

the merging of soul and spirit,

of heart and mind,

is required.