A Peek from a Pixel’s Perch

O Lover,

Sequestered in the bifurcated gestalt of my protracted minority, 

in some respects an isolate harried by contingency and void, 

still holding both You and myself to be entities in some structure,

I was found to have been launched into a midlife exploration.

Fast forward decades, and much has further unfolded:

my formedness is being shown to be part of Your cosmic overflow,

my spark inextricably intertwined with You who are Luminosity Itself,

that there is something rather than nothing attributable to Your Self-diffusion.

What has been emerging is that nothing is exempt from Your amorous Abyss,

nothing merely what sense or mind or authority accounts it to be,

nothing raises “reality” to upper case apart from Your incarnational entanglement,

Your outpouring and Your heart are glimpsed as converging into Your “all in All.”  

Thus within the translucent stained glass of the universe’s window, 

ubiquitously infused and transformed by You who are Light Itself, 

I am being shown to be a vital, participating, attentive and theotic pixel,

amid the cosmic chorale of the same silently singing doxa! doxa! doxa!