Poem -

Simply Zoe

We are earthen,
each layer of me
 
We are organic
in the rings of a tree
 
We are spirit;
one word says it all!

 
 
Wrapped am I in
silken thread
made from wine:
 
distilled ruminations,
seasoned with thyme
 
Aeons form pages
in our mind

Those sacred scriptures
you will find--

if you look below
the lichen and fern and

behind temple's Persians
beneath barnacled crust
to the centre of turning
between silver moon dust
within aqua steeple-rust
 
There... seven fires burn:
 
flames of love
for every dimension
 
of that seed in our heart,
which sages call heaven
 
Its roots dive deep
into chaos' soil
 
Red man that I am,
impassioned toil
 
We cultivate glory
in hope and trust
 
a righteousness
that tsunamies lust
 
It is a violent story of
of service and worship
 
fueled by the knowledge
we don't deserve it
 
Grace filled winds
have carried us forward
 
Above and beyond
our rotting carcasses;
 
redeeming pearls;
 
gathering gems
to sew into the Master's hem
 
Dipped in the vats
of the Dyer,
 
our twisting sinews
weave majestically higher:
 
DNA daisy chains
larger than stars
 
bedeck His robe
like blooms in a vase
 
We do not judge
with eyes of the skin,
 
nor evaluate
by where we've been
 
Our life is measured
by His words
 
that slice precise
as two-edged swords
 
We are sons and daughters
being carried ever onward
 
bound eternally homeward
by Living Waters

 

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Cherie Sumner-Taylor

Hi Al...I love the message and the ending lines....Those living waters being the ultimate goal in life for sure...Amen. xo ;) 

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