Sunday, November 27, 2011

. . .In the Middle of the Air

“A whirling torch makes a circle of fire appear before the eye, yet we realize there is but one point of light.”  ‘Abdu’l-Bahá

A circle of fire appeared in the sky—
It happened one day and I must tell you.
I pointed it out to the crowd around me,
But they murmured indignations
And left the hillside, and me alone.
I stood gazing at the light that hung
‘twixt heaven and me, staring til brightness
filled all my eye, my mind, my very soul.
Then it was I felt the earth beneath me
Whirling on its circuit around the sun.

Listen, people, to the voice of God.
He has but this to say:  Burn Brightly


This poem was written based on the quote from 'Abdu'l-Baha and the old spiritual, “Ezekiel saw da wheel.”  After writing it I actually read the book of Ezekiel and was appalled at the continued hard-headedness of humanity, realizing that the real story was one of fire and retribution.  But redemption comes for us all, as it turns out.  We must be loved beyond measure to be given so many chances for redemption.

    (Listen to the Charioteers sing "Ezekiel Saw Da Wheel."  Very nice.  Smooth.)

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