the divine is everywhere
but all we see is the mundane
our eyes are misty and vision blurred
it is as though we gaze through a distorted lens
and believe what we see
but what we see is projected by us!
we are the film maker
watching the film
believing it to be real
and behind it all, inside it all
film maker, projector and screen
is the divine intelligence
beckoning us towards it
yes my friend
love is always calling itself home.