As I close my eyes from the external world,
within is seen a chasm, my body falling
away as I ascend to my universe.
Higher up when I rise into the deep space,
where I had my beginnings, there shall I
melt anew into one formless absolute.
What do you make of the absolute but the
God in all of us? It is an ultimate perfection
wanting to experience the imperfect.
Hence, as God, let us descend to imperfection
to see how each of us climb a mountain, scale
the heights to see down below in utter illusion!
And let's look at each other, though one, from
the same delusory angle of relative space in
this dimension we created for the fun of it.
And I will chisel a tender wood out of your
likeness and you mine face as if we were cast
in different molds, a satire of forgetfulness.
For truly have we, you and I, become split, barely
the spitting image of the God we all once were
during the spinning horizon of earthly twilights.
On my mind at rest, turned off from this world,
do I remember as clear as crystals, shun the
obstacles of finite time, that we are all one!
August 19, 2012
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