No longer encumbered
There is a love that shouts
and a love that whispers
and a love that makes no sound.
There is a distance between them,
there is a nearness
and there is oneness.
An embrace, a congress
and there is completion.
My Lord was silent among us
in preparation for the oneness,
the fusion now,
no longer encumbered
by flesh, hair, mouth, hands,
elbows, ears, knees and eyes,
by sandaled feet and cloaked form,
time and space, distance and duality.
O child of God, oneness is marked
by silence, faith and invisibility.