Why 'Rhythm and Respiration? Because I like the wordplay between the ecological and biomedical meaning of rhythm and respiration and the spiritual understanding of these words ... cycles and patterns, fractals and eras, breath and renewal .... I'm wanting to use this blog to invite a thoughtful integration of living from the center of these rhythms ... purpose and passion morphing through the journey!
Thursday, December 30, 2010
Saturday, December 11, 2010
Driven by a dream ...
Driven by a dream
They leave no trace but a star’s light;
the relentless sand beneath their feet filling shapeless dents.
Under a moon thick with shadows,
silica shaped by a night wind carves graceful curves in the shifting hills
re-writes again and again a cosmic riddle for a transient age.
Anger spills out onto these sands, too,
yet leaves no stain. There is only a collective crush of sound jarring the heavens;
an anguish of grief sliding through the sand like Noah’s rain:
implacable and unexpected.
The rhythm is so Jehovah:
modest metaphor meets mythic moment;
symbol erupts from sand;
God entombed in a Baby carried by a Virgin.
And they flee a dust-bound potentate whom the world will know only as a petulant baby-killer.
The modus operandi is so human:
absolute power corrupting absolutely,
greed fueling government,
a king enthroned on a pile of gold yanked from the Earth and pinned by a flag.
And he chases a baby, never knowing the world will always know that Baby as Redeemer, King of Kings, the Christ.
A donkey plods on.
A hidden journey in a night brimming with light.
New stars like small souls flashing through the darkness;
journeying home, they pave a path of brilliance that cannot be seen by man.
One family fleeing in the night far, far from home;
standing between heaven and earth,
caught between justice and the law of the land,driven by a dream.
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