Thought
In the beginning was the Word,
When becoming flesh occurred
This projection changes not
Its substance or its nature got
Arranged cause visible as effect,
But it’s essence remains perfect
As Word, Spirit, Consciousness.
Is made to look prodigious
Spirit and matter not separate
In what appears as aggregate
Word made flesh dwelling here
Is Spirit expressed as idea.
Listen then! Clam up the lips
Tell not of your own hardships
Be silent like an oyster shell,
Still aura covering listen well
This Word’s voice to hear allow
And resonate in clear heart now
Prayer
O Lord unchanging one. Free my mind from every divisive concept and worldly concern. Make it so pure and full of love that it may be a fitting altar to you and overflow. Grant me pure eyes to see and pure speech to praise.
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