You who constantly make meaning

In all things around you –

What if you didn’t?

The Light of God

Is burning judgment

For the wicked

Your being is a prayer;

The Unseen

In constant communion

With the Unseen

You are not a person

Not a body

Not a mind

Not a name

You are nothing but

A Force

You don’t pray?

So that’s what you think?

When my body is weak,

When I search and seek,

My strength is in You.

When fear attacks,

When I feel lack,

My strength is in You.

When the ground shakes,

When my heart breaks,

My strength is in You.

When my Soul weeps,

When despair creeps,

My strength is in You –

Only You.

You have an idol?

And it’s not yourself?

We can all put aside our differences

For a story of separation

You cannot uproot a tree

By pulling at the topmost branches

Cutting branches won’t do –

The roots must be pulled up

From the darkness

And brought into

The Light