Spiritual Clarity
Before each new glory
is a mountain to summit;
a sea to transverse –
a valley floor needing
lifting...thus expanding
our horizons, revealing
greater arcs of Light:
When at our best, we are
priests; warring against
dark, willing from the formless
spiritual clarity – when at our
worst, we are the back-and-forth
egg vs chicken – his crossing of
the road...our retracing footsteps,
forever unresolved
without a God.
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