Dashes, dots, light
Lines, spaces, patterns
Letters, numbers, sounds

All Building blocks for
endless foundations able
to reveal the unseen

Logic and reason may
not be our first thought
upon hearing a Symphony

Yet, they are present 
in each phrase 

We may not consider
the patterns of numbers
and letters needed to
fly an airplane

Yet, without them
We would never witness
the majestic layers of
a sunset above the clouds

Burnt orange
Bright yellow
Blues ranging
from gray to baby

I’m beginning 
to understand
There are many things
I may never understand