YOU WILL BE TOUCHED
The human spirit, or is it soul,
or do we have no name for it,
something individual,
something lost,
or was it forgotten?
Something survives in the face of it all,
something of the God that we would deny.
Something survives,
inextinguishable,
always nascent,
a potential.
Do not turn from it,
you distant listener,
you detached observer,
you bored reader.
This is about you.
You have either survived too much or you will survive
too much to deny that pricking at your unnamed soul.
Flee for now if you must, but there is no
escape.
Consciousness will catch up to you.
The whole Universe orbits about your life,
waiting for you to look at something other than
yourself.
Uncomfortable, isn't it?
Squirm a little.
Maybe this isn't the first time you felt the
touch of something trying to wake you.
It's Love you know. Calling you to your potential.
No hurry.
You have all eternity to grow into it.
Relax. You’re not to blame.
No one is to blame.
Your failings were all part of the
learning.
Their failings were all opportunities for
forgiveness.
Let it catch you unawares,
clueless and lost,
or maybe you think you have all the answers.
Maybe you are in denial or secure in genuine
peace.
Maybe you are frightened of life or hardened to
its threats.
Maybe you pray for delivery or give thanks for
it or curse the decider of the outcomes….
….as if anyone or anything decided the outcomes.
Yet something survives in the face of it all….
something of you….
something that expresses the Source that
underlies you.
For now go on your way. Think not too much
about it,
not that the world allows much chance for such
thought.
Know that you were momentarily touched,
and you will be touched again,
by Love, for lack of a better word.
You will be touched,
ever so gently touched,
and someday you will be ready for it.
No hurry.
You have all eternity to grow into it.
Copyright 2021 Don Ray. Feel free to print and share.
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