just as
a lover does
god
wishes to be
wooed
cried out for,
desired
hunted
I have called…
now,
for a
great
time
and
I am
weary
my eyes,
heavy
from the
looking out
my voice, tired
I am become
as a
sounding
bell
a chiming
in the darkness
an echo of
an echo
of a long
ago
heard only by
the ear
that sits close
to the mouth
who uttered
the sound
in the beginning
sound…
the genesis
of all things
beginning is
answered
only by
ending
god
not
somewhere
in the circuit
between
mouth
and
ear
instead,
there is only
mouth,
the ear
words,
the space
silence
between
yearning,
not knowing,
finding
remembering
and forgetting
loneliness
crying out
in the wilderness
for the return
home
Copyright 2020
Magus
(Kevin Trent Boswell)
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