Seven times seventy,
instructed Jesus.
Because a grudge-bearer like
myself
is not really who I am and
the trespasser
is not to blame and truth is
honored
in the surrender of
forgiveness.
The culprit being a provisional, apparently
essential, impostor sorting out and managing
the mind’s disparate
sensations
but errant in its
identification with the body
and mind creating within each of us
an artificial separation from
the sum of existence.
Self-perpetuating, without
compunction,
navigating illusion, keeping
us rigidly
to the karmic path, but that
ill-borne personality,
impermanent and transitional,
is not (as per my Lord) who I
am.
I am the Self, a God-infused,
love-instilled, eternal ocean-drop
of soul.
O child of God, compare the
Oneness of God
to the cramped duality of
your inner being.
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