Tuesday, October 13, 2009

Celtic Poetry: Shekinah

I stepped out
From the shadows
And into the sun,
Only to find
It was a moon
Of my own making.

The lilting light,
That I thought was sacredly solar,
Was only a torch
Of my own burning.

Then I looked
Beyond both lights
And was instantly blinded
By a divine eclipse.

I scrambled in the darkness
And sought to hide myself
From the blaze of heaven,
Which was fiercely imminent.

My moon melted away;
My torch flickered out;
My burning was consumed
And I stood naked
In God’s inexorable Light.

Eternity emblazoned,
And totally engulfed
That once

(c) 2009   John Stuart

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