Oh so hard to fathom,
that energy behind the flesh
that greater story...
as our cells they seem to explode
into the oneness you describe,
sneering at conventions,
ridiculing the idea of distance...
glory, yes -
and torture, nonetheless.
A love out of body...
I wonder how does it feel,
this love,
let off the leash,
released from the boundaries of the physical
running free
running wild
subject only to the voice of the earth
God
before man and religion transformed Him
into that vehicle of fear
and restraint
trying to gain control
of what is beyond control
divine joy
A love out of body
untamed
is energy born of the elemental
a passion and a prayer -
a hymn to the earth
pristine and pure -
primal
this lust for life and living
that leads right back to the physical
like wild horses careering
against the backdrop of an endless horizon
savoring their own strength
manes flying in the sun
hoofs digging up the dirt
tails streaming...
Spirit made flesh
a vision of vigor
vitality
far beyond doubt
beyond reproach
who could condemn?
We're all made like that
created as one
spirit and soul
body and mind
to His likeness they say
an image of God
inseparable
So take that quote
"What God has joined
let no man put asunder..."
and see it in the light of truth
not convention
not religion...
and tell me we're doing wrong.
I can see no sin
in our open hearts
searching that oneness
longing for fulfillment
"Every day we slaughter our finest impulses...." - yes!
each day we kill our finest instincts
and that may be the real sacrilege
denying the divine
bowing to conformation.
