Advents

‘In the beginning’……

Was there ever a ‘beginning’

in this journey from Alpha to Omega

when the first and last juxtapose

and the greatest and least

spin upon an axis.

‘In the beginning the word’

spoken into a void

conjured significance

from nothing

and love and pain in tandem

begin their industry.

‘In the beginning’

uncreated light begat light

not with candle

gentle, unassuming, comfortable;

but with tidal dawn -

a birthing

bloody, confident, exposing.

And the end was the beginning

for the beginning

began

the end.

seeing without looking

seeing without looking

I see
your handiwork in the flight of bees,
the witness of wind moved trees
and the tumult of restless seas.

I see
your ingenuity in a plethora of plants,
the rainbowed colour of a starling
and the newness of each day.

I see
your touch of blessing
in the eyes of a child,
a hand of comfort,
and the life of a friend.

I see
your love in the making up of enemies,
the recovery of the sick,
and sometimes in the gentle arms of death.

I can see
your friendly shadow
as I walk in your light,
and its absence when I tread
in mocking darkness upon forbidden paths.

I can even see
you in the mistakes I make
when I learn their lessons
and grow in their wake.

But it’s when I close my eyes
that I see you most clearly;
creation is filtered away
revealing
the creator.

the magnitude of that

the magnitude of that
which transcends all thought
beyond the conjuring of imagination
and the colours of our palette

the height and depth, the length and width
our universe defines
is insufficient as a measure
for a finite mind

but if You are beyond imagining
the confining of our thought
it's because the act of seeing You
expands our sense of awe