A Tapestry of Self
Cards laid out as a tapestry of self,
What does the mirror reveal to you?
I can see motive and pain, loss and gain;
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Infancy Gospel
Your glories are your own,
revealed to yourself alone;
what must I do to be annihilated in you?
where am I?
Playing Guitar
Playing guitar in the dark, at least my eyes are closed;
A heart-felt rhythm matches the rain gently falling in the grey.
The grumbling in my soul is quieted,
Second Guessed
I second guessed myself again
Was it the luminous cloud?
Or the darkened smoke?
I doubted myself again
Beauty of the Night
O, Beauty of the Night!
Sophia glanced upon me from behind her veil.
What gaze alit my soul!
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Now I Know
A time of setting oneself apart: a sanctification of body and mind. You are a vessel to the pure water, a container of holy oil. Be clean, be holy: set apart for the work.
The body bathed in water pure; the soul elevated as a bird in flight. Knowing, knowing.