Poetry list
note to self
there is a greater music
a story beyond our telling
of size unknown but
inaccessible save for
hint and glimpse moments
and flashes when we are
taken possessed united
beyond dimension yet
aware free in an ecstasy
of fulfilment that we belong
without our provisional
purposes and swaggering
blindness it is the fleeting
snatch of heaven’s song that
IS all and in its arbitrary
appearance in a moment
immediately lost we must
must remember that it is
the future future the
allness in its nothingness
and that is where we
belong from where we spring
and to which we go in a here
but never mine our breath
is holy other lent and
spirit filled let all else
fallaway lest we fail to
let ourselves be be for each
other and the other that
calls us down through time
and place to die and live
another way that loss
becomes our plenty and our
hope not hereafter not
ever but now in the
missed mystery the forgotten
faces the dreary detritus of
the clock’s savage scythe
it is THE note word smudge
that places us in eternity
and lets its music soar
its story saturate its
art arise and take
us
nothing left
nothing mine
just all
un
ending
joy
© Neil Thompson 2023