Despite the impossibility of this living green earth,
And of boundless blue skies so far beyond reach
Somehow we have crawled up onto a long lonely beach
Out of a deeply mysterious River of Water and Blood
And to this day the creation continues to shake and to move
As its destiny is overwhelmed by a powerful flood
Ca
used (?) by the hand of a ferocious and Invisible Love.And since the rhymes and reasons are being parsed
By minds far too unsubtle to reveal the sublime
Or what lies hidden beneath this dark, oozing slime,
Men’s hearts ceaselessly break over and under
The unfulfilled longing for a vision holy and beatific
And this breaking causes our souls to yearn for and to ponder
The existence of a calm centre in realms eternally pacific.
As the anguish of this unmet longing refuses to abate
Then the cause of our times in lives, lived and unlived,
Become cleverly, yet most meaninglessly contrived.
In this age when men’s reason is deeply disturbed
It is clear that in such a world full of world-weary hearts
Pretence must be made of appearing unperturbed
By the lack of purpose that our own rules required at the start.
Yet somehow we crawl out of this pool of gore and raging blood,
And we continue to live, and to die in this deep, dark mystery.
We would be more secure in knowledge of the sacred history
Were our answers surer and less vulnerable to being overturned.
But then we would not need to change, to grow and to improve
As we hold onto the faith that Love wins even when spurned.
We mu
st go on in the face of severe mercy and even severer love.Yes it must be for a real and divine purpose
That this is the way we are asked to live and die.
So let us believe and wrestle, work and try
To act in a way that is genuinely loving and courageous
Because what matters most is the reality of this Holy Love
Lived on Green Earth and below Blue Sky over us.
As we work for it to be known down here as it is above.
LH
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