Do you revere?
Or are you revered?
Are you pure?
Or looking to be purified?
Are you chaste?
Or do you make haste?
Do you do piety?
Or lean towards brevity?
Would others call you venerable?
Or merely gullible?
Pretell dear friend
where are you
on the holiness scale?
Are you Hanzel and Gretel?
or the big bad wolf?
Could you possibly be
the boy who cried wolf?
Are you keeping count of the wolves?
Or the innocent revelations?
The faulty deeds
Or seraphic means?
Are you fooled by your eyes?
Or open to the unseen?
How do we explain
the sacrosanct?
Does it matter
all that much
Or is it just fluff
Like all that emotional stuff?
Could it be?
Do we dare to believe?
The holy is what lies
beyond what is seen?
Felt in the heart
Not measured on a scale
Holiness is who we are
When we step outside the tale
The one from the world
saying only “this” is real
To go away from the known
Is too scary to own
So we push it aside
and bring back the scale
Good or bad
Right or Wrong
Sinner or Saint
Only one shade of paint
or way to value time
What if God had something else in mind?
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