"I have become the original Image freed from its reflection... The chains of my forgetfulness only existed in time... Now, where time rests in the stillness of Eternity, I repose in silence." ~The Magdalene's Song, Coptic Gospel of Mary, 3rd C.
ary gave birth to her own anointing.
She exchanged a life of hollow things
for a wholly living no-thing full of bliss.
You too are a Magdalene,
walking on waves of the Moon Path,
keeper of the Sun's likeness.
You too enfold the luminous egg,
finishing the silent work
of mystic motherhood.
It is no small accomplishment in your darkness
to give birth to the radiance of Christ.
The secret beams of your conception
penetrate all other souls.
We are each a hungry mirror, friend,
yearning for reflection,longing to contain, by means of emptiness,
the beauty of each other’s face.
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This poem is in my book, 'Strangers & Pilgrims,' where it is entitled 'Kenosis.' The word is used in the New Testament and means 'self-emptying.' The Biblical text says that Christ did not become God by exalting himself, but by emptying himself.
Hungry Mirrors
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4 comments:
this is beautiful / ty for sharing
Thank you for holding this precious mirror of Beauty, Fred.
I now see there are comments here. Forgive me for not responding soon. I had completely forgotten this poem. I can only say thank you. I struggle to express what I cannot say, and it is very humbling.
a part (* knows this struggle
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stiLL . . . . . . . . . . . . . . . . . . . . . . . . . . . silence
sings
Peace in Our Heart
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