Grandfathering In
Open your own 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.
I once met a man with clear eyes,
when I looked into them
I saw myself there,
and what I perceived from afar
as alien and different
I now clearly recognize,
as a love reflected.
Many of the night stars we see
are no more,
and yet there they are
still shinning.
We are like that.
Perception is a cloudy day.
Jesus had to lose his face
to discover his face
When he saw that visage
there were no more cloudy days -
no more Jesus.
Some ask:
“Why do you glorify a God?
How primitive and immature.”
Yet those who see further
know that
everything that is and was
is an individual variation of the One.
This is what we glorify.
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