What do we really have to offer one another?
For we all are mere substitutes
For some other long lost glory
For some far forgotten dream
For that one everlasting light
And even though we are made in his image,
We do not share his being,
Just as we do not share in his eternal wisdom
Just as we do not share in his limitless power
And thus,
The only thing we ever really have to offer
Is a semblance of him who we were made for,
And hopefully
The chance to bring the ones we love
Closer to that joy
Which stretches out forever more,
Into the darkness which our finite minds leaves blank
But our faith simply knows as
That one eternal light.
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