Raw primal
energy streams through
Dearest,
sweetest god-child
Does not
know and innocence trusts
Encounters
road blocks at every turn
Shame on
you, bad, bad, bad…
Prism now
where light was clear
Retreats,
submerges, implodes, explodes
Yes,
wounded, betrayed by love
Pain runs
deep, no-one cares
No-one
sees the one true face
Masks are
worn instead
Who is
who and where is Love?
Anger distracts
Detachment
justifies
Something
slowly dies
“No, wake
up, you’ve work to do!”
Primal
energy regenerates
Feels its
way to truth
Sees
through the masks
Sees
through the pain
Sees
horizon of a new vision
Of earth
as one with heaven
Fortitude
now, awakened
Tempered
in the fires
Gossamer
fine
One touch,
one glance
Love’s
power
Always
present
In that and from which
all things arise
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