In Oz's
temple, when Toto,
with
perception firmly grounded
in
four-footed creation,
pulls
back the curtain
on the
professor's charade,
the truth
of our deception
is
clearly revealed.
The
universal questions
for
flummoxed humanity:
What
monsters do we hide
behind
our drapes?
What
anxieties do our shades
keep us
from facing?
Fear is a
fog that hides
the
mountain named Love.
His
anxious clouds hang low,
obstructing
our view
of the
truth of who we are.
However
large and imposing
our
apprehensions may be,
there is
a simple plan for peace:
allowing
the sun of hope to shine,
burning
off our blinding dread.
Rise and
shine; and rise again,
O beacon
of grace!
© 2015
Todd Jenkins
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