Until

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Until we dedicate humanness with respect and honour

The attributes of both goodness and wickedness inherent

And alternately exposed as weaknesses of the flesh,

We shall run in circles seeking the pain of remorse,

Casting ourselves into the barren desert, as slaves

Seeking A Promised Land,

Yet

God is met here.

Not in answer to prayer

But in the prayer as a life lived in gratitude

For our bones are not hollow, they are

Rich in the marrow of Life,

We are made small by the distances traveled

In mind, separate and renounced--

That these very parts we have thrown

To the hounds of hell, discarded as unwanted,

Is the light where darkness proves itself beyond

Any shadow.

That light is all there is...

 

And so Love is found in the spaces of awareness

This we called God,

 

And we rested...

 

 

 

 

Love and Peace,

Ana