Finding this photograph of a swan and enjoying its symmetry, I turned it upside-down - and that sparked off this meditation on what's real and of substance in our lives. Could it be that now, we're merely the reflection of what we are to be?
My world is upside-down. And who am I?
Am I the mirror'd man, reflection's ghost
Distorted, shattered, as the water stirs
And angel-touch destroys the proffered boast?
Am I a painted image, never set,
Fragmenting as my canvas ripples rough?
What is my substance? What my strength of soul?
Where my integrity, my depth of love?
My world is upside-down. I long to find
That pow'r accrued, success, and wealth are mine;
That pleasure comes through selfishness and greed;
That worldly life is Paradise divine.
But worldly life's the mirage; truth proclaims
The paradox that self must die to live;
That power of love the love of power dispels;
That gaining matters not; 'tis what we give.
My world is upside-down. For my true life
Is hid with Christ in God, its substance strong
Protected by the power of God through faith
To be revealed when earthly trials are done.
As yet I'm just the scan; the living hope
Awaits the birth-pangs of the age to be
When suffering's redeemed, true joy fulfilled,
And love prevails with real integrity.
© Christopher Wilson 2013
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