amazing grace

despite our differences
despite our anger and
cravings
it is here
still here
we just cover it
with our dirt
and then we hide
from it
we pretend
it’s not here

but it is here
still here

throw all that dirt on top of it
still here
kick it with your feet
and still
here it is

it keeps pouring and
pouring out
pouring and pouring
just like a torrent
and there is nothing you can do but
pretend it is not here
distract yourself and
try to
forget about it
for as long as you
can
but then
death comes
wipes it all
and again
it discloses
this source of love
still here

and it has been here
for all this time
amazing grace
washing it all
this torrent of love
vanishing mindwebs and
emotional chains
allowing us a glimpse
of our own
eternal
divinity

we can’t free that
which is already free
our imagined chains
— ice on our hearts —
have
melted away
again