Devotional Poetry

Rebirth

Rebirth

Phase One

As Achillies wept for Briseus' daughter
I weep for you my soul
lost...
lost...

Phase Two

Birth is traumatic experience
taking an hour,
a week,
a month,
a year.

Phase Three

As my breath expels in death
my soul exist its womb.

Phase Four

Behind tightly closed lids
a giant sunflower os shadow-light explodes
giving birth to pure white luminescence.

Phase Five

Butterflies of light flutter,
attar of rose lends scent
to the morning dew.

The universe reverberates
with the sound
of God's laughter.

Nutmeg and cinnamon
flavor dawn's silken wind.

Phase Six

Random streaks of light expand
into complete orbs
of independent thought.

Phase Seven

The bird
freed from its restricting cage
soars sun-ward.

Phase Eight

Reality
is the Word of God
reflected by His Manifestation.

Phase Nine

Surrounded
by the pure light of God's word,
my soul begins its journey toward perfection.

Poet's Note: ▼

I wrote this in 147 B.E. The inspiration was meditating on the Word of God.