are we, yet we use our two eyes like canes
tap-tap-tapping the ground of our being
to see by echo-location
what our blind god does not:
differences

for, the non-seeing, ever-feeling, all-surrounding

One
With
Love

has no eyes for anything but
what we are:
sameness
and filters nought, nor
turns away,
nor stumbles about looking for
nothing real
to worship

for, the all-seeing is Love and
the all-feeling is Love and
the all-encompassing is Love and

blind to all else


c. 2017 Roberta Compton Rainwater