A Soul's journey from Misery to Splendour; from Glory to Glory
filled with aching sorrow in my state.
Face wet with tears, the rags of a sinners garments made moist.
My senses were cold to loves warmth,
though a light of hope did burneth deep within,
yet such was my misery that I was overwhelmed and gasping.
Gasp I did, in desperation,
‘twas the gasp of a soul reaching out,
the reach of a beggar’s pining.
Just as I could bear no more,
and the grotesqueness of the face of my misery became overwhelming,
‘twas then that I beheld the Majestic Beloved.
Through the blur of my waterlogged gaze,
shone the Light of the Creator calling;
in an instant my garments became dry, and my night turned into day.
Against the wall of self-will did I lay,
huddled in the filth of my ways,
yet He blinded my poverty with richness, and I had to look away.
He the Majestic rode upon the Fruit of His ways;
the silver and winged unicorn called Beauty;
whose breath was a sweet fire that smelt of the Rose.
Though I turned away He did not pass me by,
and as I hid in my shame He came to a halt before me;
my heart felt as though it would burst asunder; I trembled, I yielded.
|The Majestic Beloved|
In the silence of that Light He called me to look,
and so I turned my head towards Him;
then did He stoop from Beauty unto the putrid;
And taking me by hand, He had me stand up,
o what strength did His touch give me!
Hardly had I gained my senses until I lost them once again.
For I lost myself in His embrace; the embrace between King and beggar;
He squeezed my shame away, in the tightness of His embrace,
whilst the warmth of His blood, stilled my shivering limbs.
I thought I was going to die for certain, but then did He kiss me!
O He kissed the wounds of my iniquity and killed me,
by breathing healing honey into my lungs.
Then did He tear from me the garments of old,
clothing my misery with His Splendour;
and as I bathed in His Light, He washed my tarnished flesh.
‘You shall lay no more, upon the wall of thy will’, whispered He,
‘for now and forever you are to lean on My Way, My Light’.
Then did He drown me in His Majestic Love;
And I became a drunkard of the New Wine and did fall.
And as I fell into His eternal grasp, I laid my head upon the fire in His breast,
and the furnace of His Heart became mine; ‘twas then that I swooned.
Whilst in the limpness of ecstasy, He raised me aloft,
placing me upon Beauty, the silver and winged unicorn.
With the new strength that filled me I clung ‘round His waist;
And with the leap of a grasshopper, we were away;
just me and my Beloved, galloping the plains on a Majestic Adventure;
through desert and field, valley and rough terrain.
Through river and creek, sunshine and rain;
Through storm and wild fires we crossed.
‘Twas the melody of our laughter that brought life to all we passed;
And a river of tears we left behind, in every land we journeyed;
For together we mingled tears of unfathomable joy;
Weeping streams of water that turned dry deserts into lush forests;
filling valley’s so that they became passable seas.
‘Twas not long until we had ventured to every land,
And so Beauty at the stroke of the Beloved, picked up the pace ten-fold.
Certainly would I have fallen, not able to withstand such a speed;
but the Beloved held my hands that clung ‘round His waist;
and just as I was about to faint, Beauty outstretched Her wings and we ascended.
Like an eagle we soared higher and higher; through mist and cloud we ascended;
The Beloved shouted with glee: ‘my bride, my bride, we are to go into there!’
And pointing to the Sun did He gesture as the trumpets of angels filled the air.
In the darkness of the eclipse we soared in quiet and in safety;
|'The silver and winged unicorn called Beauty'|
Into the highest womb we ascended until the moon eloped;
And then did I behold the Brightness and Brilliance of the Sun.
In but a gradual instant I was expelled and given new birth;
I no longer clung to my Beloved, I no longer sat upon Beauty the silver unicorn.
For now we were but one; and in the licks of the Heavenly Flame did we dance;
Plunging deeper and deeper into the uncreated womb of the Sun.
The song that we did dance to, was the song of the Will of the Sun;
and every beat was the pulsation of the Heavenly Heart;
|'In the licks of the Heavenly Flame did we dance'|
And every fluid step took me deeper and deeper into the Mystery of the Sun.
The Heavenly Light, my Beloved, led me on;
whilst the heat of the Fire increased my burning desire to swim deeper.
Deeper into the Heart of the Creator, the One who sent my Saviour;
The Majestic Beloved, who raised me aloft,
and took me on the Adventure of Adventures.
From height to height, from depth to depth, He takes me.
Come now my Beloved, let me kiss You with these lips refined by Fire,
And I shall repay You with the Majestic Gold that you pour into my being.
O Majestic Beloved, you have turned coal to diamond; peasant to king;
and I the majestic beggar only plead to please you more!
O the incomprehensible delights that you feed me, I now feed to You for all eternity.