Somewhere along the line we are told,
everyone is destined for the supreme goal.
Suffering is an alternative to infinite bliss
because, apparently, an alternative
even an illusory one, is better than no alternative;
necessary at least for a time,
to create the illusion of two.
That’s what existence is all about, I gather –
a break in the pattern, a temporary
alternative to blissful, eternal Oneness.
O child of God, we are not we but One.
How wondrous the journey to realize that truth!