My questions are falling away
I grasp at them as they drift by
Just as my hand clenches
a stray word
It dissolves……. like foam.
Only silence remains
In the chaos of the End
I lie still and serene.
Encased in profundity.
Boxing the dream.
My body,
when it wakes from this sleep
Will thrill
to the mystery of life anew
Light coursing blue-electric
through my veins
Each ecstatic cell liberating
the divine principle:
Spelling a new way to be.
Rock my cradle, hold my hand
Guide my step, write my psalm.
In no sense the singer, I sing Your song
Friday, November 14, 2008
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