“Carvings at a sacred place.”

Hyacinth garden

On a stone wall are carvings at a sacred place.

Words written for all, expressions that inspire living in grace.

Reticent undiscovered invisible to passing eyes.

For years disguised no one cared to surmise.

Those needed writings of wisdom and eloquent trust.

Undisturbed for centuries beneath Baltimore’s dust.

Perception inscribed in a Lexis of dead argot.

Waiting for translation all but forgot.

One man felt the reason for all of us too heed.

His labors reward us with tolerance there in decreed.

There should be interest in all beings and that they have valued worth.

Positioned in the universe or placed upon the earth.

“In the noisy confusion of life keep peace with your soul.”

A content heart is the reason for being and its ease will make you whole.

Author's Notes/Comments: 

(Thank you Max Erhmann)

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