the faces of gods
appear before me:
YHWH, Krsna, Mao,
gaurdian lions and tigers
playful sentient clouds
laughing and greeting --
once,
ॐ woven into the sky,
though we stood behind Her,
rolled beneath Her;
then,
among the heavens and hosts
temples and tabernacles,
{ O } ...at first stern,
til I give myself to the Way
and the ε¥ε softened
and glowed
and Loved endlessly
into and through me --
together, a library pantheon of deities,
a scripture of ancient tones...
a transcription of the waves of ॐ
crashing on the quiet sands
of our everblossom
soul.
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