Logos

Cosmic Logos.

Floating Word.

Spoken creation.

Ever ancient.

Ever young.

And then

— a shift.

Clay and bone.

Breath and light.

Tears and blood.

A cleaving of sky to earth,

Binding history to eternity.

Here, here is our new Reason —

Reason for being.

Reason for creating.

Reason for reasoning.

A new divine chromosome.

A new ordering of the cosmos.

A new ordering of within.

Finally.

With a shuddered breath, “Finally.”

And then —

Our new ending.

Holy plan, ever present.