Until Eternity

I

To the heart of it. Call the theme and I
    will answer with only the core of the
creation-breath in me. Sweeping through it,
    soaring over all, singing every soul-song alone
and together again at last. All in one, sunk
    and strung through with the tides of a wind
unwritten and precast in the forges of those
    sunlight-eyes. A past cast and caught to be
swung, woven anew with honey-dripped
    dewstreams of unbroken truths untold
and as yet unsung by angel-poets in the
    treetops. Listening to You. Calling to You.
In earnest weeping on feet that glow with
    the dust of heaven’s dawning, feet that grow
rooted to a life of glory never defined but
    destined to be shouted and hurled from
the crest of every wave, thundered from
    every cloud and sung from every throat
that has known that voice. That beat of war,
    that crash of a new tide on shores of gold,
and the throb and roar as the mountains
    kneel before the Master: Creator-Illuminator,
Love-shining Maker. The Heart of it.


II

We bow.
             Time will barely allow us to catch
a glimpse, to watch the ever-present glory
             flow in processions of light and harmony from

the broken gates of that darkest, plundered place.
             Thundering calls embrace minds awoken now
to the death of all that binds, all that was broken
             and taken from the hands of death. Removed

from all who will allow The Life to awaken
             the joy til now half-hidden: the sunlit lands
all-held in hearts but yet unbidden, now called
             unveiled, beheld by parts til now unlighted.


III


Your hand will hold, Your heart will call
Your voice will mould my soul, my all
with words that burn, refining true
my heart held fast beholding You.

The songs that flow from heaven’s throne
breathe growth to tearful seeds once sown
and life to minds once darkness-bound
now caught embraced by Love profound.

The Man of Truth, my Light Immortal -
all creation’s Lord through Love eternal:
Your smile my prize and gift by grace,
eyes streaming joy we are face to face