I stand in rain
Fierce light pierces the deluge---
Caught--- I am pinned to the earth
Rain--- seeping through my thin
coverings--- and
I am drenched in all the goodness that
is in it---
Loosed--- I am lifted to the least above
Twin streams run down my face
Salt and fresh mingle there---
And
it seemed to me--- emptiness and liberty---
The
vast spaces of it--- were one---
And
the tender mercy and love of God
Waiting
at the heart of all experience---
And
I was well again
I
stand in rain
Built
of rock there, I can be nothing
In
peace--- complete---
I
can be happy again
*
- From: ARKIAHH DREAMING; The Ragged Writings of Everland; Volume 3
No comments:
Post a Comment