When you drink that Wine shattered glass lies everywhere
The door to a sanctuary closes - you see yourself walking away
nowhere to find somewhere to hold the red spirits
Don't struggle let go the panting search
Don't grapple with the Wind let go of the fear
You can't keep the Breeze inside a bag
You can't hold Truth inside your hands
it moves and moves and moves
You can't think God inside your head
Dance upon the shards with bloodless feet
Unregreting mournless dance and dance
oh! happy death oh! happy death
Don't speak - see mirrors everywhere
Don't say this is love - don't talk of shadows
Don't even call it the Light
Steeples tumbling churches toppling dust flying upward into Sky
Creeds confessions, holy books food for this ecstatic Fire
living inside everything
And God looks on... tearless, smiling
while... see
Breath ascends from graves
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*(C) Brian K. Wilcox, 2023. Permission is given to use photographs and writings with credit given to the copyright owner.
*Brian's book is An Ache for Union: Poems on Oneness with God through Love. The book is a collection of poems Brian wrote based on wisdom traditions, predominantly Christian, Buddhist, and Sufi, with extensive notes on the poetry's teachings and imagery.
