Non nobis, Domine, non nobis...

Spiritual navel gazing of the pilgrim soul and other mindless wanderings of occasional relevance which try to give glory, laud and honor to the God of Mercy and Love. We walk by faith up Mount Carmel together and hopefully do not stumble too much along the way.

Thursday, October 28, 2010

"Luna Keepa"

Children wasted------
----love’s dwindling day
Ashes from sacks of ruins
Warning us she--------------
She warned us-------------
Three.

Children ran--------
That day she cried
Warning never heeded
Warning never heeded.

And spits of fire
Fell upon snow
Blood froze at waters touch.
Cold rain -----hearts still beating
Bleeding-----wandering aimlessly
Through Night------Darkest Night.

Cold rain fell----turned to ice—
Dusty books
Memories----old foolish people
Warning left unheeded
She pleaded
She mourned--- She wept.
Soon Rachael’s echoing
Echoing
Echoing.

And stars fell
As we gazed hand in hand
Heart opened
To you----again---
To us----my love---again----to us.
And I knew that day
You looked into my eyes
--our children danced –ran—
In Love’s safekeeping—
Again poured out
And drank we joyfully
We sang----cups overflowing---
Ginger and spice---
Thirteen days to see you
And only one
With rings on knee
Come marry thee in pocket
Messages which he cried.
Good night sweet love---
Taste upon my lips
Your breath moist—
Blood and rosehips.

Say we look---
Thirteen days to cry
Say we taste---
On lips------------love’s sigh.
Of wine and bread
Mixed meaty stuff
Say three children
Light danced quite enough
Did we listen not
Never----never.
We turned from thee
Spoiled ragmuffins
Gypsum upon my chin
And yours-------------
Honey and salt
And waved thee goodbye.

To moon’s turning
Long lists
Gone upon---
Gone.
And cries shall be-----
No more
And cried shall be ------no more.
When wolf’s howl
Amid running streams
A cannon at a banquet
A meal fit for a King,
Never again------
Restlessling.

Moon’s beauty I found within your eyes. Amen