mystic

there have lived those
who have
been
the intimate lovers
wrapped in ecstasy
at the wounds
on His hands and feet

they have been
taken
and tasted
that He is good
have eaten of His body
and
drank His blood
exploded in union
put to death the flesh
become drunk
on His kisses
and
found themselves
full

take me
take me
take me

The Wall

Above me
clouds boiling
black
and on a hill
located in the Other
we stand together
and watch
as wind whips
our hair
and clothes

Looking down

The Wall
rises out of the valley
stretching
from eternity
built by fear
to block
the voice of the One who called to Adam
and now
cuts off inheritance
destiny
and intimacy

The sandy stone
still
and then
remembrance; of the waves of sound
you said would 
be born
out from the mouth
of the one you
have taken as your bride

and so 
a command is given
and the waves go out
they speak to the wall
telling it
to fall
the King is passing through
bow low
and crumble

I will take the land
my inheritance
stretching farther and
farther still

We ride down
pause
look at the ruins
of
what was built for me
the wall
that authority crumbled

Then
we fly
across the plains
on horses of new breath
toward
the mountains

upon closer inspection

you have called us

and shown us

with you

we

are giants

6

a vine
stretching, winding, twisting around the door
twice
in the night I see
a sign

and in the day
a man
finding his voice
tapes up
victory
and destiny
on the same door frame

and begins to understand

Joseph is a fruitful vine

the start of the plunder

you
are
here

smoke
rolls across the bedroom ceiling
turning my head
across my pillow to follow you
glory
glory
glory

the sense of spirit
and then
sleep

open heaven


and so
it begins

loved

a long hallway
in a church
where I grew

I crept through the dark
terror
and silence

until at last
by the door
I fell
unable to move


panic


in the distance;
footsteps

and out of the dark legs come into view
and a hand
reaches
down

a simple word
'lets go'
and I am pulled up
by the man
who has always
been the one
to love and to carry
my heart
connected to my soul
who's blessing and character
give me the strength
to break my ties with
the dark

open

there
in the darkness
a door

wooden
cracked and
ancient

standing in a place
that was
a blind spot

it is there;
suddenly
and yet present,
as it always was
from birth

a red twist of a cord holds a hanging sign
and a warning
that my heart has always heeded
until now

like light through a shut eye
the color
around the door
is blood
transparent skin; illuminated

and with the force
of the Mighty One
it is thrown
open

the sky
pours in
and sight
is given