A song
Ascending the heights
With my love’s return
With the settling of Zion
We were like dreamers
Of green paths
And sweetened waters
Of light and wind
Empowered minds
Gathered and spread
Between river and sea
Of silicon and wood
Forests draped upon hills
Of liquid flight
On gleaming rails
Through the wilderness
Of telepaths and readers
Spinning holographic visions
Under the endless stars
Of warm fires
Kept burning through the digital night
Glowing circuits of flesh and blood
Bits of spoken belief
All alive with spirit
Of abundant love
Infinite as the heart
Given freely
To rich and poor alike amen –
Then!
Laughter fills our mouth
A sonorous call, our tongue
Then!
Our sisters do declare,
“My love was kind
Enough
To do this for them –
And were my love kind
Enough
To do this for us?
Oh how we would
Rejoice!”
Return, my love
Our captives
Held by yesterday
Held by the wordless fear
Held by their true faithlessness
Held by their denial
Of the divine glimmer
In their eyes
Return our captives
Like springs to the desert –
To sow in tears
Is to reap sonorous song;
You went forth weeping,
But planting seeds –
Come now,
Come in song,
It is time
For the harvest