Every action that I do
to another,
out of a place
of hardness and cruelty
affecting another,
is only a reflection
of a self-administered pain.
It is an act of blind cruelty
also unto myself,
being reinforced unconsciously
upon myself,
creating the stones
that crush myself
into my own deepened
un-sharable isolation,
into a deeper self-inflicted
permanence of darkness.
And as for the others,
who are receivers of my actions,
from these actions,
I have even less real feel for them,
less opportunity for grace
from them,
less intimacy
of a shared consciousness,
less togetherness
of our love in a conscious way.
Yet the spirit connection
as a dynamic,
is not weaken with that being.
Only the torment persists
of not being able
to consciously share in the light.
Appearing as an everlasting curse,
to be that remote
from ones so dynamically dear,
to be that far removed
from beings
so essentially in oneness,
and to eventually realize
that it is within myself
and that I have brought this
all upon me.
Only the divinity of myself,
surrendered and re-received,
will set me free,
and only the witness of all,
who are the dynamics
to my cause,
have to be in audience
and me for them,
for me to arrive again,
as whole and as one.
One with all I have damned,
all I have discouraged
and deceived,
all I have distanced
by my unconscious acts.
They are my oneness,
my soul revival,
for this hollowness to be filled,
for this wholeness to be fulfilled.
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