He dwells in unapproachable light
Beyond the limits of matter;
We are made of clay
In a scale model that clatters
In clumsy inefficiencies.
This hot kiln life
Is only setting the glaze,
One day, on crossing the bar,
Beyond the haze
We’ll see light in truth,
And He is both.
He is what is.
We are in His terrarium
With necessary parameters,
Perimeters and conditions,
And His Word- we swam in verse
From fiat through the curse
Until He compressed Light,
The rays, the waves,
Into a particle of Flesh
Absorbing darkness to save,
Dispelling the inefficient grave.
Look up! Look past
The walls of our reality.
I feel the immeasurable effulgence
Containing, cradling all that is low,
And the truth of it is Beyond,
And Above, and I know,
Somehow, I already know its Beauty.
Look up! Look Beyond!
All that is being sung
Is summed up in the One
His kingdom, even now, comes,
Who writes the first and last verse
Who dwells in unapproachable Light
Yearning we should gain our sight-
Open your eyes!
SEE
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