Monday, June 16, 2008

entering the silence

walking in two worlds, half-spent in the half-light of a waxing moon
willing to risk, accepting anxiety, confusion of motives, the humanness of being...
willing to yield, fully present to the spirit's profound beauty...

my priest, where is eucharist for those

who cannot repent of their bodies
who are on spiritual fire to burn down the artifice of religious debate
in order to recreate love

enter the silence, he says
dismantle the structure of knowing, he says
disrobe the mind of its creative impatience

enter the silence
cover the window of the soul's naked longing
walk past the remembrances that trace the face of the beloved on the walls of the heart

enter the silence, he says might as well walk through the fair portals of hell

and yet, when is love silenced
but that a distant keening rises and calls the whole body to tremble and shout out for mercy

and when is passion smothered
but that the heat of one word ignites a flash fire of joy and consummate clouds of hope

and when is the soul's longing denied
but that the eternal opens a thousand windows and ten thousand doors of the pavilions of heaven on earth


Christy said...

I have read all your entries. Your brain works 'way faster and deeper than mine does, TerryLynn; I can't keep up with it. I do not understand everything you say, but I love reading it. You have a fabulous way with words; you really do. I'm thinking about what I read and what we talked about. XXXX C.

just another duck on the pond said...

my wonderful sister, you are brainy and talented in so many other ways...we have always complemented each other and didn't always know is wonderful that we have arrived here--after much time spent in opposite points on the planet-- with a shared regard for the other...