One won

God, help from above
me to open self
to your own great love,
& your life, and health.

Thank you for the sleep
I've just had last night.
I would rather weep
and have you in sight,

than be happy, smile,
have "never a care",
but all of the while,
be my own god there!

You are the true one
worth learning stuff from
and you've just begun
to teach all who'll come

to you for lessons,
then even in sleep
your spirit beckons
us all on a heap.

...

My one-ness - puny!
-  from my existence:
a baby's journey,
needy insistence,

focused on this one
that's so small it fits
in this world, begun..
well, "yesterday" 's it!

Your One-ness is big
involving what's born:
& making one fig-
-ure from the lines drawn.

One loving purpose,
that's not drawn by force,
more like a Circus
of who loves their cause,

where each one who's good
with diff'rent strengths too,
"wants to" not just "should"
at length contribute.

When love's come to each,
when they love their skills,
and lovingly reach
for watchers on hills

or seat's, the whole while;
it becomes bigger
than a painted smile.
Now it's a "figure",

not just dots or lines
it's one-ness draws in
some more dimenshines,
& more fun. Amen.