Time Will Tell

time will tell a story,
of what the world is for.
to hide the Love and Glory
that your heart knows is but yours;

It's filled with so much pleasure,
something for each to love,
yet hiding in the darkness is
the stuff we fear to love;

we push out to the darkness,
the stuff we want to hide,
in everyone less worthy,
in those we "love", -deride;

like the fellow in the bible,
who prayed to God in thanks,
that he was not like those around,
those lower in the ranks ;

creating for ourselves a thought,
an identity in time,
describing our uniqueness,
that we say comes from Divine;

yet would Divine love us much more
than someone else who's black,
or someone who is yellow,
not white, or wears a sack?

you're not so special brother,
to Love we're both the same,
and everyone is with us,
let's let go of this game;

a game of special love creates,
a play of special hate,
we think we need protection
from the guilt this does create;

so let it go and time will tell
the truth that is the Way,
and heart will open to the Love
that seems so far away.

Copyright 2008, Donald Chandonnet