Guest guest Posted November 26, 2001 Report Share Posted November 26, 2001 advent awakenings ”Gales of laughter wailed with pleasure moans and lifted up inside... .....Storm born and morning broke and left this land so barren beautiful.” -Mazie Lane somewhere deeper than indigo oceans gathering to a greatness beyond plainsong something beyond incense and sacraments hiding in the belly of a white whale wider than the receding horizon as vulnerable as an advent child within the splintering light of diamonds conspicuous as a white tiger an albatross broods on a golden egg resting in a nest that is the last wave lifts her bright wings cracking the known cosmos a platinum tide floods the blue horizon riding the mad crest of this crazy horse an archangel trumpeting once again speaking the logos that cannot be spoke a black messiah suckles a blue rose purity and golden fluidity reigning from god's holy throne once again the apocalypse of ages begins reconciling the lion and the lamb oh my dark angel, awakenings within awakenings awakenings advent awakenings awakenings beyond awakenings nevertheless beloved, not my will, never mine, but yours be done as it ever will be, worlds without end .. “oh come, oh come immanuel and ransom captive israel.” mark christopher valentine (november 25, 2001) Quote Link to comment Share on other sites More sharing options...
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