i open my eyes and right in front of me is a work of art on a canvas,
it stretches up as high as i can see,
as far down as i can see,
as far to the left and to the right of me as i can see.
the background is quite dark,
the colors muted.
people's faces are not more than blotches, indistinguishable.
i
am aware that time has both eroded and left a layers of pollutants on
it
it is not what is was meant to be.
restoration
is calling.
it is three parts,
the masterpiece of the individual,
the masterpiece of the collective body,
the masterpiece of created
earth and heavens.
it is diminished.
we have diminished ourselves,
we have diminished each other and if it is possible,
we have diminished Him.
because we have not believed.
it is not what is was meant to be.
restoration
is calling.
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