Inner Temple Presence

Neville's Inner Vision

I read these lines and sense an inner sanctuary awakening. These cherubim are not distant beings but states of consciousness I can assume and cultivate by imagination. The gold overlay tells me my awareness can be refined and precious when held in reverent attention. The wings, extending twenty cubits, describe an expanding sense of self, a consciousness that reaches toward every wall of my inner temple and then returns to center. The faces turned inward remind me the divine is within, the I AM that I name and dwell in now. The blue, purple, crimson, and linen veil marks the screen of perception I can revise by choosing to see from the presence rather than from fear. In this reading, the temple becomes my own consciousness and the cherubim guard my focus; when I assume a reality in which God dwells with me, the imagery becomes lived experience, not ornament.