The evidence of solitude

The evidence of solitude                                                                         

So much time You spent this advent in strict seclusion,

apparently to end our strict seclusions –   

the evidence of solitude lifelong and (we’re taught) aeons longer;

in the shade and marrow of this house of bones –

‘til You get a foot in the door promising to swing it wide

to the multitudes; to ecstasy and sorrow;

to death and decay; to Self; to God. 

You intervened – constant Companion;

working Yourself into exhaustion to change the equation.

Where once were two – self on one side,

universe on the other – now there’s an indistinct,

yet powerful, volatile third – a method and option opened

to penetrate and redeem the reclusive,

drop soul nature of every human being.

O child of God, all He’s asking

is that you share creation with its Creator.