In the midst of knowledge
I want ignorance
In the opening of my eyes
I want them shut tight
But I must allow them to open
and endure the pain
of the light.
Becoming exposed to the wise words
of Socrates and Jesus
I think to myself,
" What remarkable men."
Yet with one, more is at stake
The skeptic in me wonders,
"Did one really take my sins?"
I am craving to think outside the steeples
I know the Logos is bigger than they
In my search of It
I see that only a fraction of Him can be found
in creeds
Yes, there He is
with those who are in need
For since the start of time
I pray that with everyone He was walking
hand in hand
Regardless if they or their ancestry
were from the supposed
Holy Land.
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