this morning
Let the world go
to rest awhile
Then be still in this nothingness
of a world awaiting birth
Until you can let what wants to come
find you
In this morning’s tender light
and delicate shadows
Release all your dreams,
which died unexpectedly last night.
Sit a while with this momentary glimpse of eternity
found within your paralyzing grief
This surprising grand canyon of void within.
Feel small within your new vast emptiness,
Watch it slowly spreading out in front of you to the north
Awaken to this reverberating Call
For you to allow your rising
To be like the hawk floating free
in the bluest skies you’ve ever seen
Only when you are ready
Get up
make your bed
open the unlocked door
Then open your whole self to speak
Those holy words you found carved into your grave stone
those words which the fire has refined into purest gold
The words which define your life
True and beautiful
These are the words
You will use to create a new heaven
and a new earth
Where the lion and the lamb will walk as best friends
speak with the authority you have earned
by letting everything
which did not belong to you
go its own way
with your highest blessing
your speaking now
will draw back the deep-blue velvet curtain of the darkest night
Revealing that great star pointing towards Bethlehem exploding in wild joy
And the angels still singing stanzas of “Glory to God in the highest”
At your amazing, graceful arrival
home
at long last
Into the glorious music of your own
unwavering,
stable,
passionate
heartbeat
