You've come to the House of God for your weekly show to the world, paying your dues as good Christians. But sitting next to you in the pew--I know the truth. The venom of the devil flows from your mouths. Gossiping and cursing your neighbors. When I have a say about the abominations you've become, about how you've twisted the purity of the word, the sanctity of His house-- I am the one out of line. I'm the one not following along.
And looking around, I see the world around me clearly for the first time. How naive I've been! The world of man pretends to be saintly one day a week and those who question that false holiness are cursed worse than those who pretend.
No longer will I follow this false path; I will find my own way. Spirituality is not defined by sitting on a church pew on Sunday. There are many paths to God.
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the way--a journey
as unique as the person
Carpe Diem Kamishibai #4, Cathedral- My 'autobiographical'-haibun
Showing posts with label Spiritual Writing. Show all posts
Showing posts with label Spiritual Writing. Show all posts
Monday, August 12, 2013
Friday, January 25, 2013
Where does the soul go?
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| Helix Nebula "Eye of God" |
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| Cat's Eye Nebula |
"Where does the soul go?"
Discovery through science
More by faith and art
A thousand eyes search
For the soul's Atlantis
Through vastness of night
By brightness of day
Philosophers Endeavor
Answers unyielding
Love's great Challenger
Never ending search for signs
Heart and mind diverge
Dying with light's end
Enterprise at last answered
"Where does the soul go?"
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Saturday, October 6, 2012
Friday, October 5, 2012
El barco pequeño y azul
El barco pequeño y azul navega en el mar,
Aguanta! Zarandeada!
La tormenta el barco abandonaba violentamente en la playa,
El barco pequeño y azul naufragado,
La tormenta ha terminado.
Es la hora de navegar de nuevo!
Aguanta! Zarandeada!
La tormenta el barco abandonaba violentamente en la playa,
El barco pequeño y azul naufragado,
La tormenta ha terminado.
Es la hora de navegar de nuevo!
Thursday, September 20, 2012
sing me the song of your soul
The flower of truth grows from within
As you sing me the song of your soul
Tears of joy rain from the dark blue sky
Frolic with the gazelle
Beneath the dancing moon
Radiate your spirit to the world
Celebrate your inner wise woman
Emerge my beautiful butterfly
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