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Even now, in a world wracked by violence,
and a history stained with blood,
this ultimate reality abides: Truth will out.
We find a million petty, little ways
to divide ourselves from one another:
Nation, gender, class all opposed to each;
we pretend that even nature is our enemy,
and create one clash following another;
an earthly cacophony in the place
where a celestial symphony should be.
But Truth reigns, whatever petty kings might say;
And the Love which is Truth’s helpmate
still abides, whatever merchants of terror
offer in its place, to feed the starving soul of all the world.
Only Truth will win; that truth called by Many Names;
that God in whom we live,
and move, and have our very being.
We are made in the image
of that oneness, of that unity;
there is birthed in us a hope so grand
it transcends our petty failures,
and liberates us in faith, at last,
to love and serve.
That Truth is woven in the very fabric of the cosmos;
hot and molten, it flows through our veins;
it beats in our hearts;
and beats louder still in the sacred heart
of all creation.
jbs
8/1/07 - 10/7/07
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