Peace, one and all…

Beloved, I don’t have any answers.
All I have are my questions,
all those unknown mysteries
of life and and love and longing.
What a joy it is to be released
from this prison of answers!
What a blessing it is to be freed
from the tyranny of ‘knowledge’.
May our living humanity be sanctified
 that thereby our love might increase.
As long as my questions
lead me always to Your door,
then all is well, Beloved,
all is well.