The flesh of God


In my vast little darkness          what is that, dim and moving?                   A divine child blooms within.                    O rose-dawning, O splendor,          O nebula unfurling,                   how small you begin!

How might I tend you, little one          who has chosen me?                   How might I adore?

How do I bear you, Infinite Love,          tender Life-Longing,                   unfolding in me?

How do I become your enclosure,           your safe passage,                  an opening for you?             How shall we raise you up,          set you on your way                   to live your own life?          


__________________ Steve Garnaas-Holmes Unfolding Light

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