Idols! (For Veeraiyah Subbalakshmi)

the only idols
are the ones made
out of our fears and
insecurities...

God has many faces,
many voices, many forms.
the only limits we impose.

holiness is diversity,
human beings clutch at shadows.
light becomes light
even on the darkest night.
and the darkness itself
holds secrets.

lay down your bodies,
and walk with the wind.
every moment a death,
and a beginning.

out of formless
the form becomes.
each wave is different,
all a part of the sea!

poem by Eric Cockrell
Submitted by Poetry Lover
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