The Face of the Divine
We are born naked With a face resembling the Divine Whomever looks at us Sees the face of God. Our pure Divine face Is seen by the world. Endless joy and happiness Is our response to its gaze. We are full of love Until the Profane seeps in. And begins to whisper Its doubts and concerns. We are no longer Divine The Profane strongly assures. But a mask will protect us From the thieves of sacredness. The mask proves successful In protecting each self But damages are many From the falsehoods built.... Sign in to see full entry.