Aspire Past Platinum
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Rise high enough and you will be unseen.
Rise high enough and others will not know.
Your essence will be lodged behind the screen
Inside the sanctuary. You will glow
Not like shekinah glory, but still shine.
Rise up on wings of meditation or
Of prayer. Rise up and fill the pulsing shrine
With words or music made with heated ore,
The ore of evanescence that when high
Enough in hearts becomes a new shaped gold
That buried Christ has not imagined. Fly
High, High, Highest. Leave the other loves. Scold
From peaks that loom far, far above the New
Jerusalem. Find only empty blue.
~ Phillip Whidden