Wednesday, May 13, 2009

This Holy Birth

This Holy Birth

I don't know why
I thought it was
only You
that could be born
in such a way

And when the
reflections of
all the mirrors
showed me
this original face
all I could do was
look away...

'oh no not me,
not now,
and certainly not
as I am.'

I'll search
and never be quite
by the way
where exactly
is the Island of There?

Letting go
all this fiction
and dancing without joy
eating without nourishment
sleeping without rest

I turn
to the mirror
once again
to see.

Just this.
this Holy Birth
in every breath.

I lost myself in reflections
until I saw the reflections
were all me.

Scott Patrick Schwenk 5/13/09

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