Toward the unseen sky
And fall completely
Into the oblivion of my true nature
In the vast expanse of openness
Past and future cancel each other out
No starting point
And no end
There are so many names for what I love
So many ways
To enter the kingdom of heaven
But who's entering?
I call out to creation, "Who's entering?!”
A great silent dragon shimmers in infinity
That which does not answer
Is the answer
Reminds me a little of this quote from a recent On Being episode where Martin Sheen says this: "every time we try to identify God, we are sure to identify what he is - what she is - certainly not. So we don’t know what God is. And the genius of God, to dwell where we would least likely look, within the depths of our own being, our own shallowness, our own darkness, our own humanity. That’s the genius of God."
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