Who Is
Speaking This Hymn of Woven Moon Light?
A Poem of Desire
by
Joseph Anthony
Dear
Wonder Child Blog Readers,
When I
first wrote a draft for this poem a couple years ago, I thought it was my soul
speaking to the Divine coming in the form of a Moon Goddess. After revising it though I realize I am no
longer sure if it is my soul addressing the Divine or the soul of the Divine
addressing me.
What do
you think?
From
behind a veil of shadow and drifting darkness you appear,
dressed
in robes of luminous white.
The dark
waters of my soul
carries pieces
of my broken heart into your lap.
You gather
them in your skirts, move silently to the river’s edge
and spill them in. And where once there lived fires of grieving
and mountains of suffering,
now the
mountains turn into wild horses, shimmering towards the horizon as
an unfolding
scroll of revelations and new testaments; and the fires become
flocks of
angels swirling in song.
Every
night you whisper: I ache to hear your every word, and when you finally
break into
whatever it is you long to be, you will see me moving
towards you
like wild horses and a flock of angels, and I will lift you up
into
myself and hold you as the sky holds the moon,
and we
will dream as one as the dawn slowly bathes us
in
dazzling light.
Copyright Joseph Anthony of the Wonder Child Blog