Friday, January 5, 2018

Eyes divine

Eyes divine             

None can see You but with eyes divine –
words orbiting daily through my own

prayerful mortal mouth and ears,
our one true Self apparently gazing through

those eyes, back there somewhere,
within but also in reflected shards before us. 

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 face is Who we are

under the dust-caked makeup
and distinctive harlequin masks –

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 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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