Everywhere

An infinite variety of weather
Unites in fragmentation we who wander
A constancy of change to bring together
Those of us shut outside here left to ponder
Our situation as those who do not fit
Within so find without our when and whether

Liberation for those who are used to it
The challenge of freedom for those who are not
Both ready to soar on tried or untried wings

Our task is to remember what we forgot
As the living epistles of hidden things
Forced to root for our truffles under the sky
We have found what some less adventurous sought
Intuitively in life's interlocked rings
The keys to the cosmos are kept in the heart
Where we found them and keep them by asking why

Not everyone can see such important things
But to embrace their existence is to start
To be embraced by the magic of the day
Which though it surprises comes with a warning

Yet that which is closest seems furthest away
A thousand dimensions in front of our nose

If tomorrow comes it will be that morning
About which this night has had so much to say
When at last we might learn the name of the rose
And we will be ready because we were there
Out under the sky in a change of weather
The further we go the closer together
Without but within nowhere yet everywhere

+Steven Curtis Lance



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