All religions, all this singing

One Song.

The differences are just

Illusion and vanity.

The Son’s light looks

A little different on this wall than

It does on that wall,

And a lot different on this other one,

But it’s still one light.

We have borrowed these clothes,

These time and place personalities

From a light,

And when we praise,

We’re pouring them back in.

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