the messenger

what did you go out into the wilderness to see
who did you hope to meet
a better reflection of your soul
once earthly trappings lose their hold
when the stillness cuts through you at daybreak
and you can smell a storm from a million miles away
did you believe the promise of the wind
that he would shape you over time
carve you with invisible hands
a primordial mountain
a formidable spokesman
for the righteous and just
wandering all your days
scribbling prophecies in the dust
emerging
a thousand years removed
from the land of your youth
will you recognize anyone
will anyone know you
as anything
but a spirit
a voice
a disruption
burning like a bush
a voice in the wilderness
crying out
crying out
with all you strength
crying out
make room
clear a way
for all intrepid wild things
for god and glory
and the beauty
of all the wild things
burning inside your heart
with the flame of love
what did you go out into the wilderness to become
without the wilderness
you are no one
you are no one
without the wilderness
what did you go out into the wilderness to become

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6 thoughts on “the messenger

  1. I love the passion and tension, this is outstanding. If I am not mistaken there is a typo, should it not be “messenger”?
    you are really digging deep with your writing, the results are awesome. my best, Heart.

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