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Garden Dream (a theology in seven stanzas)
In the garden of humanity, something stirred
indicating a strange and weird affliction
it was as if the impossible had been heard
and viral-like it spread a bad infection
in the garden of divinity, they concurred
the glitch could not upset the cosmic action
since all was one by nature of the One whose Word
breathed truth and love in one full satisfaction
impossibles can therefore only happen
in dream-like states with faculties paired down
though limits could not kill divine alliance
it left the lost to hear discordant sounds
the nature of the game became awaking
to track our way back home by finding clues
remembering a sense of greater wholeness
where means and ends are one in what we choose
the final outcome is no doubt determined
for cosmic laws confirm the cause of One
and though we often fail to make connection
support is offered on our journey home
and when we want the “let’s pretend” be over
it’s us who choose … decide enough’s enough
discovering the link was never broken
we only had to call illusion’s bluff
but everyone must call its bluff completely
for universal laws are absolute
we all get there together on our journeys …
it really doesn’t matter which the route.
indicating a strange and weird affliction
it was as if the impossible had been heard
and viral-like it spread a bad infection
in the garden of divinity, they concurred
the glitch could not upset the cosmic action
since all was one by nature of the One whose Word
breathed truth and love in one full satisfaction
impossibles can therefore only happen
in dream-like states with faculties paired down
though limits could not kill divine alliance
it left the lost to hear discordant sounds
the nature of the game became awaking
to track our way back home by finding clues
remembering a sense of greater wholeness
where means and ends are one in what we choose
the final outcome is no doubt determined
for cosmic laws confirm the cause of One
and though we often fail to make connection
support is offered on our journey home
and when we want the “let’s pretend” be over
it’s us who choose … decide enough’s enough
discovering the link was never broken
we only had to call illusion’s bluff
but everyone must call its bluff completely
for universal laws are absolute
we all get there together on our journeys …
it really doesn’t matter which the route.
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