Master’s Sight

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Master’s Sight

Sonnet

This my being becomes as a new acquaintance
By a swift fading ‘I’ and its vanishing deliberations.
A growing breath of God has swept all debris
Making wide room for a new action’s spree.

Methods of science and modes of philosophies
Lie now arrested as if possessed by an atrophy.
Old motivations wearing familiar faces pass,
But no recognition stirs with a common cause.

Only seems effective a curious poised will
Of its precise effectuation am learning still.
The body’s action too has a distinct force
For it cuts through mist to find its course.

Am reshaped alive through day and night
Under the unerring gaze of my Master’s sight.