Witness Protection Program

Suppose you have
witnessed the
explosion of
light
that big banged
the whirling worlds
and multifarious
luminosities
into expressions of
your Being.

Suppose you have
witnessed the
weaving of Being
into generations
of breath taking
exhalations of
incandescent
Beauty.

Suppose, after
All That,
you desired to
plummet from
those declarations
of the Divine

into this humbling
habituation
that nevertheless
delights us
grinning
hangdog
humans,

eager to
play our
Lovepower
games
against the
imagined
Darkpower,

the better
to scatter
the Light about
on the Earth.

I suppose, after
witnessing
All That,
you might
need some sort of
Witness Protection Program,
to hide your True
Identity.

I’ve seen your
clever disguise,
and I love it!

But I know
Who You
Are.

(Photo by Mika Baumeister; UnSplash)