Sunday, September 28, 1997

You Who Answers me

unfurling through some interface, blowing signs and wonders
twisting marks through time with truth, life and knowing
extracting into being roots of roots from that which came before, yet still
integral and ever bound to the nameless nothing
most fully something, a timeless ever coming time
emerging eternally, an absurdity, a paradox, an untaught law
in my ear, sounding you, you who answers me
indivisible, immutable, essential, broken broken hearts
entwining grains of history
and though the earth be singularly split
and the seas stand up, collapsing heaven
my heart waits in peace, anchoring all in time
until you, the only one
even as you appear, you who answers me

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