Friday, December 14, 2012

Advent 2012 : Day 13

The First Word And The Last

Words don’t exist

in splendid isolation:

all words become

within the world.

Vaults and spans

become cathedrals,

joined by so many

words they gather

in a chapter.

Envy and hate;

faith, hope and love:

all become action.

All words become.

The Word

from whose utterance

all other words

act or react,

the Word became...


and, without words,

said hold me close – 

and as I grow,

what might become?

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