UNTIL THE DAY DAWN....
Written & Produced by Charles Bryant
The intermittent imago, the visionary construct,
coming and going, welters and construes,
the magpie tap upon the looking glass
attacking his reflected self in the summer garden.
In the shade of the tree-fern peruse the forbidden text
with lexicon and crib as the warm breeze blows,
wood pigeon moans upon the garage roof,
peering curiously down.
You, or your ghost,
Beloved, beside me here, water into water
melting into air, commingled, mixed,
one spirit moving over the incorrigible verse.
At your epiphany the world stood still
which now repeats its turning, wheel in wheel.
Darling silent hidden presence, we await
reconstitution of our concrete fate.
When I say 'we' I mean of course mere me.
You're my other self who am a dual
and reflected being observing
the stranger's body and his face
time upon time, drawn by the likeness
of your superior grace. Mine
the echo, mine the fervour. You exist
beyond the limitations time and space
which are themselves unreal, mere figments
in a physicising mind. An end,
my own soul's sweetheart. We shall bind
our separate fragments, together descend
the whirling maelstrom and portend
resurrection, rebirth, the bend
and slope of destiny, our sanctifying close
upon the seashore of the universe
where blows the bleak eternal wind.
- There there. And do not think I have forgotten
the rarer grace, the gesture. The divine
(where all things are divine) beneficence.
How much of me's in you, substanceless creature,
until I meet another and a better.
On your curve I settle, claw and clutch for entrance,
probe in infinite conjunction.
* * * * * * * *
Saint Peter said:
No story, however intricate its plot,
may now suffice. With my own eyes I saw Him
(rayed splendour of translucency!)
the voice declaring: 'Here is He, my Son,
my sole delight.' Upon the sacred mountain,
this we saw, this holy voice we heard.
Keep the vision like a lamp in darkness
until the daybreak come, until the morning star
shines out its welcome message to the world.
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Note: See 2 Peter chap 1 verses 16-19. It has been conjectured, from textual criticism, that 2 Peter was chronologically the last written section of the New Testament.
21 ноя 2013
