Until It Has Become Open Poem by Liza Sud

Until It Has Become Open



Until it has become open
in moving our souls back -
His Immaculate Light, white,
as for an innocent child.

But suddenly once I knew Him
through veils of alien powers
He entered, as if in Eucharist,
became - me, and I'm always with Him now!

Friday, November 27, 2015
Topic(s) of this poem: religious
COMMENTS OF THE POEM
Chuy Amante 29 November 2015

Oneness and grace beyond words! Hide not your Light now!

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Daniel Brick 27 November 2015

This poem is not only religious, it is mystical. Huston Smith, a brilliant American scholar of the world'religions, said of mystics they are people who cannot wait for death and salvation to be in God's presence. They musty feel it in the present time and earthly space. It's a divine imperative. Your poem expresses this mysticism with complete calm although joy adds a element of zest. You state the mystical awareness in three ways at the end of the poem: HE ENTERED ME, HE BECAME ME, HE IS WITH ME ALWAYS NOW (I unconsciously changed the last part emphasing the pattern of the first two statements with HE as the subject. Bur grammar doesn't change the truth expressed.)

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