Without Words

There are only so many words,

yet none of these are right.

How can one explain divinity,

the deep and out of sight.

That which cannot be spoken,

because the words won’t fit.

Knowledge so inexplicable,

we can’t make sense of it. 

We just go on repeating,

what has been said before.

As we do so we are trying,

to knock upon that door.

The door to all creation, 

the one just out of sight.

In grace we are searching,

how to live just right.

We will never have the words,

because they don’t exist.

The best that we can hope for,

is that we get the gist.

~ lizalizaskysaregrey©2016