From My Experience
From my experience anyway
the face of a clock is generally
the face or faces of loved ones
hands~ our contribution of little
extremities that grow, fingers into grips,
arms into outside reaches not limited
to 12 -- like Christ~ the 13th
hearts, from single dwellings,
into villages, worlds and universes
from knowing self and significant
others, into intimate knowledge of
living Catechism...a personal, relatable
Thesaurus of God….
Let the pendulum swing
the gears turn
the crystal vibrate its warmth
the heart pulse from instinctive
memory toward the greater science of
eternal spirit
one is the journey to many
and all
the limitless truth of
Our Being One….
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