The Celebration of Mystery
As we ascend to greater heights, we declare,
Words fail to capture what exists beyond compare. And contrary to existence and existential plights... And often do as we dare.
It's not the soul, the mind, nor imagination's realm, No conviction, speech, or understanding overwhelms you. It eludes description, beyond the grasp of thought, Neither number; nor order can it ever be easily sought. No greatness, no smallness, no equality or strife, No similarity, no dissimilarity in this eternal life. Neither still nor moving, neither power nor light, It transcends existence, beyond day or night.
It's not life, not substance, not bound by time,
Beyond knowledge, beyond truth, in a realm sublime. It's a mystery. And we choose to have faith. And blind faith it be as we see no figure or face. Or body on top of cloud. And blind faith in our Creator is what is profound.
And easily deterred are the weak and small minded. They use every excuse to not seek or find Him. We believe in the trinity that is one.
It's Holy and complete and one day the universe will never be one. The life and teachings of our Lord is detrimental to education. And then live your life like him for life is a celebration. No kingship, no wisdom, no oneness does it claim, True Divinity, goodness mere echoes in its name. Not a spirit as we know, nor a father nor a son,
But it is law there are as one. As life... contradicts itself- so does this perplexing mystery. Beyond our comprehension, to our minds unknown. Unknown to beings, it eludes our understanding, Neither being nor nonbeing, its essence commanding. Existing beings know it not, and it knows not in turn, Beyond name, beyond knowledge, in mysteries it churns. Neither darkness nor light, neither error nor truth,It defies categorization, beyond assertion or refute. We speak of what's adjacent, but never of its core, The cause of all creation, forever to explore. In its simplicity, it reigns, beyond all limits and bounds, Unfathomable, eternal, in its glory resounds. It surpasses denial, for it cannot be confined, In realms of awe and wonder, its essence we find. So as we climb higher, we humbly embrace, The ineffable essence, in The Divine Grace. Beyond human language, it shimmers and gleams, The ultimate truth, beyond all our dreams. The thought of God. And love and that is enough.
A REWORKING OF SACRED WORKS AND A COLLABORATION WITH A CONSERSATIVE
AND KIND STRANGER.