Gift of Being
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Gift of Being
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Gift of Being,
no-man's land
between the ownèd
and the free.
Heavy onus,
lightward orb,
propel me further:
heaven-toward.
Keep me always —
Truth maintain,
O Gift of Being
rearrange
the elements of wayward life
to suit your hidden purpose:
hidden from the intellect
yet open to the servant.
Many blessings multiply,
converge unto high pinnacle;
compound into that overwhelm
long-counted as a curse.
Flow of feeling, grid of thought,
phenomena o'er ether wrought
by movers 'pon the cosmic sea
make plain — the while you mystically
slow-part the waters, carve the well,
sate the drought and drain the swell.
All minds know
and all hearts keep —
Gift of Being Deep.
words and images by @d-pend
created for HIVE on Oct. 21, 2020.