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EPIPHANY

If all men are truly one
As it's taught by every Buddha, every Christ,
Then I am each and every person,
And everyone is me.

If, then, I bear all the hurt, all the anger,
Every sin and all the blame,
I claim as well the exhilaration
Of each of history's finest hours.

Where then is the level of unity?
Do I end with my hands, or my enemy's?

The world, the universe, the mind of God,
The surge and tuck of magnetic time;
All Truth is born in this numinous matrix.
I follow the road chanting:

SO THIS IS THEE!

©1989