"As the immortals look on from afar"

The Sacrament of Being We thread the needle we circle the square And we triangulate successfully We make steady progress till we get there Wherever our there might happen to be Though arrival is not itself the goal The getting is more important than where The getting is the process of the soul By which it exercises and creates Itself daily as the soul is laid bare Becoming according to loves and hates By strengths and weaknesses as it unfolds And winding ahead the journey awaits We only know then what the journey holds When it is and not before nor after Now we are shaped now we are created In present tears and in present laughter The moment of life is celebrated The sacrament of being as we are As the immortals look on from afar +Steven Curtis Lance Copyright MMIX