New Creation
Michael James Fry
I - Origin
Imagination,
conjunction junction –
Strange
lights are lighting my way.
New
Creation, what’s your function?
Frustrations
re-write the play of the day.
Circles
wind around the bend, at best –
and
then I found myself at the end again.
and
then I found myself at the end again.
and
then I found myself at the end again.
New
Creation, have you a name
or
are you the same as all the rest?
Tell me your sorrows
Tell me your shame
Tell me your reasons why
No
more time to die for tomorrow’s task
No
more crime in the wrongful name of the Game
No,
nothing’s sublime
when the mask remains the same.
No
one said it would be easy,
no, not a “breeze” at all:
A
bird works flight to hide in the tops of the trees
but
later glides down to the ground with ease
for
all to see – simple, lovely . . .
Yet
conflict ebbs while harmony flows,
(whether
people understand this or not);
and
balance comes fairly as our physics show,
(whether
people comprehend this or not).
II
- Questions
But
was the Game Table built upon sturdy legs?
Does
anyone know when the beginning begun
or
when the last train to "Clocksville" left?
With
all of the stars, the moons and our sun,
why
on earth do I feel so bereft?
(didn’t He?)
He related a song for me to sing, righteously –
It
would be wrong
not to take His wing, religiously;
not to take His wing, religiously;
and
heal the hurt in our world, compassionately.
Easier
said than done.
Two
sides to every story.
Look
for the smoking gun.
What’s
the story, morning glory?
III
- Observation
It
went north.
It went south.
It went east.
It went west.
It
tracked me down and gave me Its best.
What
I thought was fun had only begun
to take me down another dark highway,
(the same as all
the rest).
and
that road changes,
and you change right along with it.
and what you darken within you dies,
and the rest of you dies right along with
it.
just as it is with hell.
Stare
me in the face all over the place –
because which is which can be hard to tell,
because which is which is the hardest sell,
I
wonder which is heaven and which is hell?
IV
- Message
From silence to twilight: Awareness rises!
Eternity arrives with many surprises!
Hear the music and humble the crowds,
then look above near the light in the clouds.
For behold, I saw an angel emerge
who had battled many demons;
and she majestically came forth and told me:
“To
know yourself is to set free
the
beauty God made in you.”
V
– Celebration
The
Chorus then came forward delivering love
once again in
the manner of that rare and blessed silence which comes only from above:
~ The Peace in the Presence of the Lord ~
This
is the Key to the Kingdom!
The Arrival of the New Creation!
This is the Christical medicine for every healing,
and the spiritual resolution for every
dealing!
And
now listen with all of the stars,
the moons and our sun;
for here on earth is passage to heaven,
here is rebirth via Holy Haven!
Michael James Fry
New York City
Monday, June 17, 2013
*This poem was inspired by a quote
from
Kathryn Matson:
“To know yourself is to set free
the beauty God made in you.”
6/16/13