Raw Poetry by Rev. Shakes Spear
Out from the Inside
Why is the eye called the eye?
What does it mean for one to see?
Could it be I am the eye
And the world is viewed only through me?
Is it selfish to think
that I could be we
Or you could be mine? Why
then we’d be free!
Think of the Glory
If we shared the eye
That only saw beauty
Out from inside.
We’d look far and wide
And see Love reflected
It’d be no surprise,
It’s what we expected.
Let’s prove it’s true:
That me is just you;
That God is alive
In our shared I.
2-21-24