TRANSFORMATION
At birthing time
one is asked to be a bearer of life—
seeing beyond the shrouds
which cloud clear vision—
carrying seed and symbol
toward and toward…
the birth of the Dayrose
whose power knows
and distills golden fragrance
from mudsludge and dungeon breath—
rendering the pure essence
of all seeing
now then here being
now then here being…
made to live
as long as God lives.
--Barbara Smith Stoff
Wednesday, June 22, 2011
Sunday, June 5, 2011
POETRY IS THE RICH CONSERVE
POETRY IS THE RICH CONSERVE
Ultimately the voice in the whirlwind says
I am this love
which drips like honey through earthly caverns
…to the high altar…
poetry is the rich conserve—
the talisman for transit
through all comings and goings
moment to moment
aeon to aeon
music from the great organ
always othering to itself
but yet comes home.
--Barbara Smith Stoff
Ultimately the voice in the whirlwind says
I am this love
which drips like honey through earthly caverns
…to the high altar…
poetry is the rich conserve—
the talisman for transit
through all comings and goings
moment to moment
aeon to aeon
music from the great organ
always othering to itself
but yet comes home.
--Barbara Smith Stoff
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