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Hand searching for hand

a joyful reverence

Oct 1, 2018


I Offer Thee

We speak of reverencing God, holy things, holy places. We hear of respecting others, loving others, tolerating others, forgiving others. We never hear of reverencing others. Reverence is left to the domain of religion. Yes, reverence is a religious experience, but not an a religion experience. Religion expressed as an aweed response of gratitude and praise is as everyday as holy day. A religion persons, however, seem to think to worship, to reverence, anyone, anything, but God would be blasphemy, something that would offend their version of God. Yet, when you see into another, you see into God. God, in that moment, sees into God. One seeing. Now, how can you not feel some need to reverence that, when God in you sees into God in the other? Here, we are past Thou with Thou, or God with God. There is, now, Thou - Thou looking into Thou, no difference. God adores God, eternally, in one moment of pure, spontanious adoration of the other. And this applies to nonhuman species, as well as human. The Heart of God is in all that lives, summoning, by simply being, praise that lifts us beyond trivilizations into the heights of subtle, sublime joy. And, thereby, this joyful adoration leads us beyond the forms of this world to the formlessness of Grace prior to the form of the other wherein reverence was evoked. In the affection of reverence, God that is appears.

Hand Searching For Hand

i sit beside the bed
i with bowed head, closed eyes
she speechless, closed eyes

some say
she is dying

i say "No"
to no one

i know
she cannot

she preparing
to shed human disguise
a veil of the Glory

she holds my hand
eyes still closed
hers and mine

hand
as dear to me
as if hand of Christ

it is
that hand

moving hand
searching for my hand
holds, pulls on my hand

holding tightly
then loosely

again
again

i with bowed head
with closed eyes
worship reverently
not some god somewhere but here

she an Altar
she Spirit
Sky

every

mother
father
brother
sister
friend
anyone anywhere

no distance
between us
everyone

what can I say
to say rightly? nothing.

now, today, disguise gone
temple torn down
appearance that came, left

looking through her Light
i worshiped the Sun
she remains, is

i miss her smile
i already did

she gone
lives on - how?

i feel the warmth of her hand
i always will
always will

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There is a way to touch and be touched, Heart with Heart, and, therein, Heaven pours upon you Its luminous bliss. How could a Love like that ever die?

The uncovered truth

*Copyright 2018, Brian Kenneth Wilcox

 

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