GENESIS OF JOY
(by Samuel Farrugia)
``...now we see
in a mirror darkly, but then we will see face to face.
Now I know in
part,
but then I will
know fully, just as I have been fully known.``
The curtain's been withdrawn,
welcome to our story!
The vanity of our image shines
in you!
Our legacy is secure, you're
destined for glory!
Your steps we will guide,
chosen among the few!
The rule is simple, just one
thing you mustn't do!
A haunting whisper is bourn
on the evening breeze...
My ears are filled with
forbidden truths
Time stands still as I read
among the trees
A new script summons me my
mask to lose
Flitting through the tranquil
wood
a vision of beauty my
meditation disturbs
my spirit enquires...No!
Alas, you are not free and I
am unknown
Tearing...tore...torn...all claim
to you I disown
it seems this battle is mine
alone
The old voices are shrill
with anger
The veil is removed! You broke the creed!
We don't know you anymore!
You're a foreigner, you must
leave
Exile awaits you...far beyond
the trees
Reeling from revelation,
exhaustion makes me kneel
fearful hands grope darkened
branches
burdened by shame that fig
leaves can't conceal
the setting sun my loneliness
enhances
Surrounded by drought, mocked
by mirages
My cracked lips bear the kiss
of Judas
I'm a pilgrim, I have no home
the black sky has a face of
stone
as I lie down alone
I wonder if I will ever be
whole
sleep cannot be found
during the long, dark night
of the soul
I will return to the garden
to weep among the ancient
trees
to mourn that which could
have been
Wrapped in sackcloth I
collapse beneath the boughs
alas, my weary frame with
respite is endowed
In this hallowed space
the Creator manifests grace
nocturnal visions disclose
passionate dances
with the one who could dull
this ache
lashes flutter...and then, I
awake...
your eyes fill mine...your
beauty my aimless spirit entrances
Washed in moonlight...your
smile to faith speaks a dare
My tortured heart is at once
set free
as the curtain closes on my
nightmare
I can wish for nothing else
You've introduced me to
myself
The sun rises at the end of
our embrace
we rise and walk with steady
pace
love illuminates the path as
we advance...hand in hand
hopeful eyes share a common
vision...of the Promised Land.
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