Harmony Poem by James L. A. Huetson

How could it be
I have not written,
As a personal analogy
That we all are one?

God is in me not like a pea
Is in its shell-like armor,
But like oxygen has to be
A crucial portion of water.

Hydrogen is explosive,
And highly unstable.
Add oxygen and it will give
Water with a bang predictable.

Sense of self, unstable, volatile,
When surrendered to the Creator,
Forms a newborn Self more gentle,
And inside is its own inventor.

The Spiritual connection
With the Divinity
Must be direct, one to one,
Not through another entity.

It cannot be purchased,
Nor gained through ceremony.
It cannot be obtained
Through any order or fraternity.

Our need for each other
Is to express our spirituality.
To give, Affection, Tolerance, Ardor
And to with all, be in Harmony.