Attracted by the light that is enough
We need not look for wisdom somewhere else
Wandering through the world so dark and rough
We may find the secret in ourselves
The sacred is as spare as leaves are fine
No wasted bud no colour in excess
So loving senses decorate the mind
We need not hide from chaos or distress.
The secret Life is here, the every day
This is where wknow the mystic light
Our tongues alone will tell us what to say
Our normal eyes will show us holy signs
for with our shadowed selves we rightly play
Enlightened by the flowers so wild and free
The sacred is on earth for you and me
How my heart sings 
I’ve only been reading you a short time, but this is my favorite so far. TY!
Thank you very much for reading my writing and I’m glad that you like this one so I haven’t quite managed to say exactly what I mean but I may revise as I go along