Relics

Relics

It hadn’t been easy on us -

Because I was always after

You -

And you were always away from

Me.

Those times with ancestors,

And lovers - you took them

All -

Away. 

The grandiose were fleeting like seasons

And mad like tide -

And theories

  

     And

The Big Bang burst!

Building, breaking and rebuilding

All there was, was you

Hide from vultures!

You nailed me , waiting here -

The Cross, words, and faith -

In  1Corinthians 3:16

“Don’t you know that you yourselves are God’s temple and that God’s Spirit lives in you?”

O Love, unto love, o dearly beloved!

I am a mass of evolution,

Memories and history,

Maybe your bright shadow

Dug from the ground

Or taken from the dead,

Or molded from the gods,

Meat and skull of civilization

Or even dust,

Once flesh, now breath -

       Oh from dust to dust –

And  here,  you  bequeath me…

Again -

Rocks!  sun-baked  

Immersed

Soaked into oceans,

Soft pure clay and great pyramids of sand

Molded by God’s palm and thumb, dearly from his heart,

Dearly from his fragrant mouth -

God blowing, blowing,

New life. 

Rosevoc2. February 15, 2012 on Poemhunter.com

Posted on Thursday,  February 16, 2012

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