Forgotten One Walks
By Jane Tawel
July 14, 2020
We’ve forgotten The One Who comes and Who goes,
The One Who has places to seed.
We have hidden ourselves
From The One Who once walked
And talked in The Garden with Eve.
And when I say, “we”, I really mean I,
For I have boxed up with a bow,
The One Who has elsewhere, His fishies to fry,
And other cosmoses to hoe.
But as ever as far and away as The One
Seems to be just to me on this day,
The nearness of All that is faithful and true
Will be close to my heart when I pray.
Ah, The Garden, with serpent’s cool lies, has been marred,
And we walk in the heat of the doom,
But The One that created the fields and the stars,
Is as close as the child in this room.
Look around at the love that you see in the places,
Look inside at the love you can find in the faces,
Crave your forgiving and for your forgiveness,
Hold in your hands lightly what you think you possess.
Seek what you find, find what you abandon,
Naked and needy, become Second Adam.
I don’t walk alone, on this planet bright blue,
I’ve been given a help-meet, and her name is “you”.
We’ve been cloned in the image, the Imago Dei,
And though The One has other places to play,
The Truth is, One’s only one human away.
We’ve forgotten The One we’ve cast out to Above,
But One’s only a heartbeat away, when we Love.
And I’ve found that it’s only my heart being hardened,
That prevents The One walking with me in The Garden.
So, today the real question is — do I truly desire,
The kind of relationship that Eve had prior,
To the mistake that she made when she thought it would work,
To believe that obedient love could be shirked,
With The One Who had made human beings co-creators,
In a world meant to grow ever greater and greater?
Every day I have failed and I eat from The Tree,
I believe all the lies that this world’s all for me.
But this world is for Us,
And this world is for Tao,
And to walk in The Way of the Here and the Now;
For it’s really not true that The One’s out there waiting,
While this world is destroyed with our greed and our hating.
The One is as close as our enemy’s hand,
Or the hunger and thirst of the neediest man.
The One hasn’t left us. We have asked to take leave.
And our absence from Love causes The One to grieve.
The Spirit, it comes and it goes like the breeze,
But to those who Love others, are given the keys,
To a new Secret Garden where the real work is done,
And we walk in the Light and the Love of The One.
Let me open my eyes
And stop searching the skies
For salvation to come far and yon.
Let each sister and brother,
Be First Father and Mother,
and Our Family walk once more with The One.