Saturday, December 13, 2014

A smidgen of God

A smidgen of God                                                                                    

To know a smidgen of God, step backward;
out of life; overlooking and through illusion,

adopting theoretically His holy hidden agenda. 
To disappear into God, move forward

and toward, dropping your sword,
blending imperceptively into illusion

with staunch conviction of flimsy death,
shallow grave and your own sort of eternity. 

Move like a winged bird,
not track nor trace to scratch

the empty sky, by turning your back
upon yourself (so suggest the scriptures) –

not to alter, grow or evolve but to die
taking the whole universe down with you;

dying with Jesus, Baba, Buddha,
dying so you may join them

beyond the impairments of time, space,
tangibility and individuality.

O child of God, surrender involves courage,
desperation and a feckless disregard of self.

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