Poetry list
Oculus
We live in a world of beginnings and ends:
It shapes who we are and how we see.
Yet you O God are utterly other:
There is no beginning or end and you share this with us.
We choose to ignore it because it costs so much:
its price is all we are and all we do and all our lives.
The door of loss is the gate of gain;
The moment is eternity and that is all there is.
Come most holy and other spirit
to change us into what we might become:
darkness and light; beginning and end, all in one.
And then to find the path is still there; the days still before us
…but everything is different because of heaven
which breaks into time and personality and human–made truth.
It changes the shape of a church
and the direction of all living: our eyes cannot see
only the light which blinds can set us on the road
to the beyond of nothing which is all in all.
Sweet wounded Jesus, bound and nailed,
You are faith and hope and love
Find me, find your world and flood us with the light from above.
© Neil Thompson 2013