Nature’s Inclusion — And Perfect NonSense

Nature does not perfect things

She is inclusive

Man seeks to perfect things

And to do so, he cuts Himself apart

In perfect isolation

While doing the same to others

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Nature’s invitation

Calls all into lively form

Within Her endless reach

But when Man resists the calling

He suffers in the dark

Caught up in Perfect NonSense

That can’t admit what’s stark:

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Only in the coldest reaches

Can perfect symmetry be neared

And even here

Within each surface

Movement never ceases

To hold us all together

Amidst the perfect stillness

Of endless, everlasting Space

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That’s why my Faith, My Hope, my Love

Dwells here

In Nature’s Inclusion of my Self

Within Her deep embrace

Alive to your presence also

Within our commonplace

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So when you seek to exclude me

Or tie me up in knots

Beyond or Beneath your Perfect Gaze

And when you seek to accuse me

Of holding you at Bay,

Please, just remember this:

“Whoever Isolates is Lost”

All you really need to gain admission

Is to admit the way you really are

A lively, wandering star

Burning brightly as you come

In circulating light

Around a heart of darkness

Emerging from and fading

Into that endless, everlasting Grace

That’s Here Within this Space

Now and Always