Epiphany

A new beginning.
We stand at the crossroads
Of a nameless destiny
Which only you can be
The true source of change,
And in everything else,
Within the fiber and fabric
Of your being, in the subtle
Movement of the Spirit....
From your pure unknowable
Center, gleams the answer
To all your problems
Of lived-in Things.

No need to despair
For in the highest Truth,
Each one of us is beyond compare.
We are the sleeping gods
That now must rise up
From the dark, murky past
To a new Morning, and wholly
Enter a new world gleaming
With God's promised miracles.
We must triumph in the midst
Of life, and taking it bravely,
Transform our selves,
Past human failures,
Into the highest peak of achievements.

Now is the time to begin,
With a new clarity of consciousness,
And let the god in us emerge
From the catacombs of the living undead,
For the unseen God we are praying to
Is within us, in the very center of Being.
So immense are our opportunities
To become all that we are capable
Of being. Not then, not there,
But Here-Now!

Rolando A. Carbonell