Least of My Brethren

The God of our reflection is

The reflection of our God

In the lives of every one of us

And the fortunes of our lot

When we find that God is right before us

In the moments He hast wrought

In what is real and what is not

For those we know.

 

Can I find my own reflection in that journey?

Such that I can hear and see a silent sense

That would turn my past and future questioning visions

Into only what is God in the present tense.

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