Get on with it we say,
To the sad little self.
Yet, it’s time to become,
The human, fully, you were and are meant to be
A living sacrifice, a becoming of presence
A place where you once avoided,
In order to find yourself…
Now you enter in and allow Your own death
as way to usher in
The kingdom of heaven, God, here and now.
The mystery of the ages,
Bending our own arc to the sacred curve.
Enter the lost ness of self, become One.