Five Unprofane Muses
I.
Open your sacred text, you will find it where you last left it;
will it be within you or elsewhere?
Like most things mislaid
you will find it when you stop searching.
II.
I once met a man with clear glass eyes.
When I looked into them
I saw myself reflected.
What I perceived from afar
as alien and different
I now loved.
Many of the stars we see in the sky
with our own eyes
are no more,
and yet there they are
still shinning.
We are like that.
III.
Perception is a cloudy day.
Jesus had to lose his face
to discover his Original face.
When he saw that face
there were no more cloudy days.
IV.
Some ask:
why do believers glorify God?
How primitive and immature.
Yet those who see further
know that all that exists
is a fine tuning,
like a musical note upon a universal theme.
Everything that is and was
is an individual variation of the One.
This is what we glorify.
V.
We cannot see the flower in the seed
but trust it to appear
under the right conditions.
Each of us are like that seed,
God is the flower.
When the conditions are right,
like the seed, the mind is unleashed
as the flowering of our
highest imagination.
Copyright © Eric Ashford | Year Posted 2020
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