The Word

The Word

From the beginning
NOT a WORD
spoken.

Some THING hovered—
so it be told.

Tradition speaks
through WORD (and there are MANY traditions)
attempting
to explain what cannot
be revealed in its
INFINITENESS…

A mere word attempts…
STILL—the WORD…limiting.

Yet, language is gift
in its endless forms—
verbs, adjectives, nouns,
prepositions…
I’m not certain I’ll
ever understand them correctly

BUT

I’ll keep trying…
BELIEVING much of what
I’ve been taught—
NOT accurate.

The feminine script
written from its beginning
breathed the WORD,
‘Spirit’~~~SOPHIA—to Life.

She it was who hovered
until the masculine
description came
REPLACING ‘meaning’
in endless ways…
It carried the feminine flow—
life’s blood line…
The patriarchal systems
made her ‘unclean’…

Masculine swords drew
blood in celebration—
a ‘god’ (made in their own image)
was set ablaze.

The dimmed image NOW
a WARRIOR instead
of NURTURER, SUSTAIN-ER,
COMFORTER, CREATOR, SOVEREIGN—
TRANSFORMER…

She who is/who needs
no gender
cries out in our midst

GIVE WORD…
GIVE WORD…

Mercy ‘echoes’
stretching out both
far and wide.

Back to its
beginnings
back to UNKNOWING
and trusting ALL is or shall
return to its
ORIGINAL BLESSING.

 

“Christ has no body now but yours
No hands, no feet on earth but yours
Yours are the eyes through which He looks
compassion on this world
Christ has no body now on earth but yours.

                                            —Teresa of Avila

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