Advent Meditation III


basilique notre-dame de fourviére

basilique notre-dame de fourviére

“All rivers move at once.”

-Rumi

whose brutal hands are these upon the bow

whose gaunt eye sees what mortal eyes cannot

whose cruel lips betray love with a kiss

seals the four feathers to the arrow shaft

i the puissant sword  in its sheath of stone

carving the radiant hart of darkness

sublime laughter painting sweet rivers green

fiercer sorrow staining salty seas blue

whose womb the cell within which all stars scream

whose lyon thirst first broke the dark crystal

whose finger on the diapason key

shatters bliss with agonizing music

your arms towers in which mystery dreams

a shabby fortress for cupidity

the cathedral merely a chrysalis

emergent lust wanting integrity

whose inordinate flame chars our fickle harts

whose enigma makes all things convergent

whose love is yet more than its mortal parts

these invisible hands tune those hart strings

threading nooses dangling from hanging trees

love not lacking reconciliation

a pyramid not yet but still complete

a rose favoring discrimination

whose compassion forges the golden path

whose thorny vine climbs the hidden mountain

whose mortal love kindles endless desire

conceals wonder in ecstatic silence

love compounds lust into transgressive love

when you ask what such love can or cannot know

nightingales descending grace larks ascending

here is no place where sham’s sweet tears do not flow

notre-dame de fourviére

mark emmanuel christopher valentine

(© 18 september 2012)

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