Kami… thin, flat, and open,
Full of infinite possibilities.
Soft, artistic hands, wrinkled with wisdom,
Ready to embark on the ancient practice,
Polyhedra past lives from countless directions,
Converge at vertices, wisdom aggregated…
Some from afar, some more recent,
All treasured and unique.
Shapes emerging from folds
Are more than merely decorative,
Honoring the magic of tradition and ancestry,
Lineage too precious to ignore.
If the soul could be seen
Beyond its aura,
Would it not resemble
The art of origami?
Each a different shape
Of noble complexity,
Every one carefully crafted with
Purpose and foresight.
Ever marvel at the symmetry
And scope captured in each crease?
At the same awesome spectacle
Of life’s journey?
An ancient art
practiced to perfection,
Mimicking our sacred paths,
Recorded before time.
April is National Poetry Month. We wanted to celebrate with a poem authored by Brian MacDougall called Origami Soul. Want to poetically express to your loved ones how much you care but aren’t quite ready to dip your feathered pen into the ink well? Send a Blue Mountain poetry eCard today to creatively connect with all the special people in your life!