Shadows On The Wall

How do we profess

what we can’t understand

 

The very nature of this

takes on certain demands

 

If it’s truly beyond

our ability to know

 

Something deeper is calling,

where thought cannot go

 

These walls that surround us,

this cave that we’re in

 

False images dance,

Plato’s fire burns thin

 

To truly cross over,

breaking free of its chains

 

We must turn our eyes inward

—to release and proclaim

 

(The Book Of Prayers: November, 2020)

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