Saturday, September 5, 2015

Original grain


Original grain                                                                                           

I want to not know
any other way to be.

Cut my alternatives
down to zero, the original grain

good for me, good for me;
truth will out and out of that truth

a worn out humbleness, holiness revealed;
holy however imperfect, impure, impaired.

Dream if you must
of unbridled potential.

I want to not know
any other way to be,

rubbed down to the nub, the original grain
and go with that, go with that, go with that.

O child of God, Meher said God is found
where you are not.

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