Why is man lost from God?

Why must we remain separate?

Is it our skin?

Hugging us tight, holding us captive to the ground we walk?

Then I offer

my skin

so that I may return home

Is it our eyes?

That keeps us blind of sights and miracles?

Then I offer

my eyes

so that I may see His Glory

The separation of skin and mind c1.staticflickr.com

Is it our minds?

That tells us when we see ripples spread across the ocean

With each wave breathing moisture into the coarse brown sand – it is only water?

Is it our minds?

That tells us laughter that brings to surface rose-red cheek

And makes vibrate the blues and greens and browns of our iris – it is only laughter?

Then I offer

my mind

so that I may understand that the scent of lavender is more than a simple smell… But rather a pulse

of consciousness that births me aware – aware to understand…more….

Separate

Because the meaning of miracles is lost

The beams of light

that dance a gentle jig on our skin

The air that swirls

through our mouths and nostrils and fill our lungs

The silence that rings

when all are calm

we have forgotten these miracles

and so

separate until we are reborn

The Wheel of Reincarnation upload.wikimedia.org

new skin

new eyes

new minds

and remember…

and return to days of our future; past

I long to sleep in the shroud of paradise

Until then… I lay to rest in the shroud of paradise lost