Without Creed

A poem

Oil painting by me the author, some blurring editing was applied to avoid censorship.

If we could see each other without ingested worldly chatter, in our bareness, light, darkness, joy and sorrow without calculating the superficial gains, we would see there is no sum that can measure the collective worth. No them against us for we are more the same than not.
we could sit across the table, present in the present and gaze upon the abundance that lay before us and sup in celebration of our love and sameness and wonder at each other’s newness, as the stories we carry enter open ears, minds and hearts.