Sunday, 21 July 2013

My Prayer


My Prayer*

Ascension
is not up to just me.
             People
have to take
Their own responsibility
To make it happen
             drink
The full cup
             think
The full measure
Of their devotion - 
Leading them to make
Their way through the maze
We have made
   of everything
And then - and only then -
Will we be able
To move on -
              to sing
Together
In unison.
   That is to say
As One.
And then
Will we begin
To act
As One.

So come on in
          and play
Your part.
Don't be an old fart
       lingering
On the periphery
       thinking
You have no role to play
In this orchestra.
                    Hey -
You have a vital role 
           to play
With your heart 
             beating
in unison
As One
With Us
              meaning
You have a soul.
That makes you involved
Left unresolved
Until you dive in
Too, and join
The symphony
Of bright instruments
That God loves to hear
From Itself

The All That Is
Was
And ever Will Be

In harmony

      rhyme
And reason.

It is the season
To be jolly
And leave this vale of tears and fears behind.

        The sign
Is here.  
   It is up to us
To recognize it
For what it is:
            the sign
Of Completion.
              Time
To drink the full cup
Of Aquarius
          and go up
Up
And away
Into a new day
            dawning
For humanity
           resolving
Into a new body
For its Self -
                   only
      this time
In no time
       rather
In ceaseless Being
With Its Creator

(Which recognizes Itself
In all that we do.  The good
And the bad.  For the latter
Is from the gift of free will 
        is how to strengthen
And grow - as with rich compost -
The former.)  

Wonderful.
Marvelous.
Just the ticket -
Out of this sticky wicket - 
To eternity.

Tarry a spell
And lose your way
           momentarily
Is all.
We are there
To help catch You
As I.
            To say
Together
As One
Incredible
Family
     making Its way
Not only home
But to forever
And ever.

            Amen.**


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* with a hat tip to the '50s singing group The Platters.  (On the occasion of checking out their rendition of 'The Great Pretender'; in recognition of the man who calls himself Barack Hussein Obama.  At least for now.)


** Which is a reference to an ancient Egyptian deity.  But never mind.  It's the intention that really matters.  To say, in this case, to end one's prayer on a fittingly reverently beseeching note.  To acknowledge your connection with The Most High of your Being.

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