Poetry and the like, by Amy Opal Marshall


Friday 3 May 2013

5.3.13

Who can track the progress
Of this supernatural locomotion?
The organic migration of
A thousand mis-occupied spaces of the heart
Toward the enthralling All-Presence
Who seeks to enter them all.

Know that the cause of this movement
Is the exterior Spirit -
The Artist who comes inside
The work of his hands
To re-create what was vandalized.
Unending hope yielding hope;
Pure passion inspiring passion.
And all very good that came to nothing
He re-forms from nothing
By a word, by a name.

Place your hand on the transition current
And feel the heartbeat of new life
Mutually in the Most Alive.
Witness the rebirth
Of this one so unlike and like you...
Dance into the irresistible stream,
And do not act as though you were still the same.

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