EASEL

In prayer...
the medicine of man,
the elixir
of the human land,
where life surrounds them life is recognized
as a singular motion,
a mesmerizing explosion, a rainbow of color,
sight and sound,
Waits for us to recognize
Our Heaven is ours to paint upon, our easel from which to lean, to laugh, to love, for where else does one learn to be One with all things?

We need sense Home as all things, not some, that's selfish, God is all, so God demands Oneness.


© 2015 Mark Richard Prime

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