Come, let us transcend both time and space.
I hear: "You come from a different world.You need not conform.
Be as you are, that will suffice."
I nod. Raising my hand, I slowly point towards
The yellow and white criss-crossed keys,
And I whisper: "That is my flag."
For I am neither American nor European
Nor Australian nor Asian
Nor African:
I am Yours.
Church-whispering Your name again and again,
I find a peace beyond both time and space:
I know You are there in the Eucharist.
I feel Your eyes, Your smile on me.
You owe me no proof. I owe you all.
With Your grace, I transcend the calendar,
The days, the clock, the hours.
Talk to me, talk to me about timelessness.
The swinging pendulum of the grandfather clock sneers -
But Time the tyrant seems to be a myth -
Why measure the hours and the days,
When all we need is to do Your will.
Remember mortal man, forward in time
Is not always forward in love and life
So come, let us transcend both time and space:
Only this moment, this now, matters, and it is Yours
Only here matters, and it is Yours.
O that we could be freed
From the tyranny of the tedious
Hours, minutes, and seconds
And just be as we are, as children of God,
Exist doing God's will, in every passing moment
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