Religion masquerades as our friend
Though we don’t, we should all know it is sin.
Its roots stem from places of pride
All of our weaknesses it seeks to hide.
Particularly at the young spiritual level
Our emotions we think virtuous to embezzle
By calling forth what we see with our eyes
Instead of prying beneath what the surface hides.
It seems so easy to just pretend
That what we see without must be within
But in the end when all is said and done
Our spiritual journey has not even yet begun.
It is our identity we thought we had found
But it was just uneasiness discomforting frown
That we sought to avoid and thus we employed
Formulas and ways to take the place of grace.
There is a deeper way that is far better
Than putting on a smile and giving our best endeavor
It is the way of openness and honesty
Things we keep hidden brought out for others to see.
This is the way that few have dared to tread
It is the way of the walking dead
Dead to the world, but alive to Christ
And thus we inherit a supernatural life.
And what is this life that we should value so
That to give all our possessions we would not say no?
It is life as it exists up above
Peace and serenity like that of a dove.
Supernatural signs and wonders untold
Intriguing mysteries before our eyes unfold
All this and more we will begin to see
When we persevere in upholding honesty’s decree.
Ridding ourselves of religions talon is a good first step
And as we go we will learn to recognize how to bless
Not the flesh without, but the spirit within
And thus the spiritual journey we come to begin.
I think we will be surprised when in the end we see
All that was needed was the virtue of simplicity
All the things we used, all that we thought we would need
Could easily be summed up with love and honesty.
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