On the road to non-existence

On the road to non-existence                                                                           
 
There’s only God manifesting and the Avatar
come to earth without a single audible word,
 
while inside and out, silently avowing the efficacy
of our remembrance and name-taking.
 
We must content ourselves with the faith 
of that endeavor as He busies Himself
 
unraveling the knots and tangles that bind
and blind us:  at the least, a distraction
 
during a painful procedure; at best,
a key to the realms beneath our awareness,
 
where boundaries blur, bleed and disappear;
where we are destined someday to become the One;
 
where self turns upon itself, rendered ineffectual.
O lovers – you know what I’m talking about,
 
though I can only write down truth
small enough to be put into words.
 
O child of God, on the road to non-existence, there is
neither credit nor blame.  Everything belongs to Him.