Shekinah Glory

July 2, 2008, 6:41 pm
Filed under: Inspiration, Poetry, Revival, Spirituality | Tags:

Your will tends toward emptiness.

Emptiness drowns you and you flee it,
with no sign of stopping.
deepening the blue of certain veins.
Emptiness before the dark
fatigue of eyelids
and immense dejection.

You endure it unwillingly?
You are a passive accomplish?

Cold assails you but you seek it,
and you adapt to stormy
overcast evenings,
concoct for yourself
premature twilights
with their weight of time, time, time.

Time slides toward more clouds
that splay out, clumsy vague shapes
of nothing.
Listen to me. Resist the allure

Jorge Guillen


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