There are keys
To the kingdom
All around us
Keepers
Of the knowledge
Guardians
Of the garden
Entrusted with the message
Voices
Sent by the Master
To translate
The infinite
Into finite
So that we can grasp
The simplicity
Of God's vast limitlessness
Each prophet
Has his or her unique language
And though their symbols
Seems to differ
They speak of the same truth
Each mirroring back to us the sun
These ledges of light
Are your keys
Let them lead you
To your own brilliance