Friday, February 3, 2012

This rare mingling

This rare mingling                                                                     

From a child’s downed back
sprouted wings of loneliness –

propelling me, through a lifetime
          of distances,
randomly and erratically, to You.

Your stone brought me down –
wrestling like Jacob with the angel;
feathers dirtied, wine-stained;
collapsed upon the tavern floor.
Fiercely embracing You,
loneliness fled in a wash of tears.

After much doting and fussing –
my Companion whispered, 
“Drink deeply this rare mingling of dust and wine.

Drink to honor your loneliness .... 
It has led you to the threshold of God.” 

O child of God, existence was built upon
the loneliness of the One without a second.

                        (from A Jewel in the Dust)

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