no distinction

Now I discern the real from the seeming ... my love is unreserved, for the One who obliterates distinction I am not concerned with interpretation,
This speaking itself has my loyal attention.
So pay no heed to the things I mention,

Only For I have spent a while
Gleaning in meaning,
Now I discern the real from the seeming.

This I am concerned with now,
I have no care,
For the what or how,

My love is unreserved, for the one,
Who obliterates distinction,
Who is the focusing of this attention,

I bring all that I am thought to be,
Here, completely,
Unashamedly,

And without distinction,
I am not turned away,
Enfolded, embraced, encompassed in every way.

   −Rebecca Guttridge