Unity in Diversity
© Glenn Gardner 04202013
See, salt in boxes, bags and shakers still
Is just a crystal by itself alone.
So pure and white it stays within until
Into the mix of flavours it is thrown.
Bright light cast from a steady source of pow’r
At its own speed will travel endlessly
To pin and point and hit the mark and scour
Dark shadows of reflection’s entropy.
So, iron, chafe and yearn – let heat arise
Defining and refining edges dulled
Creating wholly proper compromise
Conforming to a Holy proper mold
Of Father’s, once petitioned by the Son
Once sent. The Spirit’s here to make us one.