Thought
Into every void and gap
Flowing time completes
No waste of space or skills
Where energy’s sweep infills
A glimpse of joy in pathos
Amidst life - death’s march
Sighs preceding glory’s gate
Bondage first then liberate
Read as total picture spread
Golden goodness there to see
Confident humour replace rage
Calming senses on rampage
Medicine taken for man’s ills
Is not in vaccine or in pills
But in shift of viewing point
Of total wholeness not disjoint
Prayer
O Lord Thy glory spreads out endlessly, thy grace is ever at hand. What a fool am I who never noticed it, occupied as I am with fleeting concerns. When I feel Thy oneness I feel complete. Grant that I may ever be aware of Thy wholeness.
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