entrance

And will you intercede with sighs too deep for words

Because you love us in our weakness, because

 

You love always, suddenly and completely, what is

In front of you, whether it is a lake or a leper,

 

Because you come again and again and again to destroy the God

We keep making in our own image. Will we learn

 

To pray: May our hearts be broken open. Will we learn

To prepare a space in which you might come forth,

 

In which, like a bolt of winter solstice light,

You might enter the opening in the stones, lighting

 

Our dark tumulus from beginning to end?

----Robert Cording

 

Done