Our very existence
is a created capacity
for perfect union with God.
The symbol evokes
our true identity.
Our union with God
is our person.
It is who 'we are'
and not any 'thing' we know.
It is precisely our identity
that emerges from our
false self or from all that
we supposed that we were.
This poem has not been translated into any other language yet.
I would like to translate this poem
Very nice poem Dr. Anthony. Thank you for sharing.