Eyes divine
We are all looking through God’s eyes
which is to say God is looking through our eyes
if only we could climb back
into our original face before it became
encrusted with the journey’s dust.
Everyone we meet is just Who we are
under the dust-caked makeup – spooked ghosts
treading the boards rather valiantly in our assigned roles,
looking up rarely from the issued script,
too obliged, too immersed, too stage-frightened
to look beyond each clay facade or within our own;
nor project ahead to the God-directed,
neatly-tied plot resolutions
and the deep, heavy curtains sliding closed.
O child of God, o stage-struck one, imagine that!
You are destined to see your Self.
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