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 its 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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