leaving houghton

For Lisa Davis who inspired me…

leaving houghton

fog settled over the water
the bridge nearly invisible
in the early morn, the early morn;
in the early morn.

suddenly the dense cover rose
the glorious beauty shining
in the early morn, the early morn;
in the early morn.

shades of blue, too many to count
all singing the glory of God
in the early morn, the early morn;
in the early morn.

copper mine darkness slowly shifts
warming the toughest miner heart
in the early morn, the early morn;
in the early morn.

crossing the bridge for the last time
i sigh with relief and sadness
in the early morn, the early morn;
in the early morn.

a chapter is closed forever
but a new one has just begun.
the sun rises slowly, slowly;
the sun rises slowly.

NaPoWriMo 2016 Day Thirty

Today’s poem is a bit more theological than my usual fare, but a stimulating conversation with Joan VanDessel this morning inspired me to reflect on the idea of perichoresis. She wrote a new verse to the traditional doxology, and as she explained why she did it, a poem began to dance around my mind.

perichoresis

the dance of Holy God
rotating beyond space and time,
giving way to One Another
in the cosmic Love dance–
the gateway to God open
inviting all to enter kairos.
our feeble minds often choose
to remain in the known,
the understood time of chronos
but from there we cannot
join–we cannot even witness–
the dance. for God lives
outside of our knowing him,
apart from our comprehending him.
God lives inside and around,
a Perfect Unison intersecting humanity
with Love intimate as Life;
praise God for all Love
has done with Christ and
Spirit, the Three in One.

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New Doxology

“Praise God from whom all blessings flow
Praise God, all creatures here below
Praise God for all that Love has done,
With Christ and Spirit, Three in One. Amen.”
–words by Dr. Joan VanDessel