Thursday, July 2, 2015

Will Be Done

Will Be Done

I recognize goodness where I see it,
If not in the form, yet
The contents do please.

I love the action benevolent
Even if I can't agree always,
With the principles dictating it.

Why will I neglect to love the other,
who comprehends me not,
Yet respects my right to be me?

Likewise I bow
To passionate sincerity
Which reaches out
To make me see.

I can put on your glasses admiringly...
yet my friend,
I will turn around and frankly confess
If your rosy hued vision
eludes me.

I walk in my dreams and you
Choose to tread lightly on faith
I surface in bouyant hope, you dive into unseen depths
The sun light is clear, I call the cards I see
You recreate the ancient past of stellar mystery!

And so beautiful are we both,
Let us walk hand in hand
And bend to gather sea shells of happiness
Scattered on life's elusive sands.

And when our day is over
And our profound Night begun
My friend,
Hold on to your ladder of faith,
And I will say goodnight
And embrace my death
Shorn of angel wings
But with a heart full of faith
In love, my
Glorious  love...

And though it fails to save my mortal shell
Yet still it makes a mockery of empty loveless hell
For wherever or whatever is my immortal soul,
I go without remorse, my love makes me whole
To go in peace because love always Is!

Rise and rise and rise above
Petty theisms and sing,
I am who I am
We are who we are
And as it should be
So it is.

Rise and rise and rise above
Petty divisive loss or gain
God is no carrot of salvation
Upon painful thorn
Of flagellations for sin.

And we shall sing together,
That "What dreams may come"
Shall  become one day,
And beckon us to the heart of hope
And love, and bring God
To ourselves.

And we shall pray together
What lies beneath
Is mastered,
The shells of our past present and future...
Gathered all together.

Life's mystery majestic
Made manifest forsaking crooked dialectic
May His Will be done...
Who directs and yet is never
Didactic.

Who isn't above or below
Who is the staff and the sheep and the shepherd
The stuff of our being the heart of our theme
Behind the "razzling-dazzling" show.

Let us meet with our meaning
For the Maker is Him
Holiest of holistic Truth
The way, of life and being.

© Amrita Valan 2015

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