Remember this when you look
At a tree,
A car,
Your enemy,
Your child:
"Not two."
Contemplate this phrase
When you pray,
When you remonstrate,
Before you sleep,
As you please
Your lover:
"Not two."
We read that God
Moves through Eden,
And asks Adam,
"Where are you?"
How can this be,
When they are
"Not two"?
Then ask yourself:
How can you move
Through this veil
Of miracles,
And say,
"Where is God,"
When you and God
Are
"Not two"?
--Mr. Gobley
2 comments:
As much as I have loved all of your poems, as much as each new one outdoes another... this is my favourite (not two). I bet you play a mean game of *I Spy*! :) Have a beautiful day, dear gobley.
My dear Karen:
ah, yes, "I spy with my little eye . . ." so good for noticing!
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