The Perennial Light
The Perennial Light
Religions may be born again
when invited..or urged to return
to the Perennial Light
their home and source..
Religions develop as a
prodigal..securing adherents
to their veiled vision..
Forgetting their source with
esoteric practices and colors
adding fearful demands for
adherence..for control..
Scriptures seem opaque
but carefully viewed
often point to their source..
As adherents depart
and the light of criticism
penetrates many layers
there remains
a longing for new birth..
It is a call from grace
to resurrect and remember
the Perennial Light
and watch for emergence
of something brand new...
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