new poem

In the belly of the beast
Before the shepherd's mighty shield,
Mysterious shapes and fractions form
That only God can yield.

Underneath the ominous light,
Between two lips so perched in love
A tender whisper takes the heart
And the Everlasting smiles above.

Just below the atmosphere
Devils and Angels pull at our limbs.
When our eyes meet and are quietly longing
Our bodies give way to the praise or the sin.

The wilderness, the beasts that roam.
The gentle breeze, the sea, the soil.
Birthing life and housing death;
The Father Farmer's reverant spoils.

And spoil we all, expiring fast.
Seams are torn and bridges burned.
When chaos reigns the world is shifted
And creative spirits resume the turn.

When sleep or death preludes the hour,
When hearts are cleansed with love remaining
Constant seekers seek the cosmics
And sinners purge and begin their praying.

Life is frail when hearts are young.
Worlds of words are pillaged in haste.
Yet nothing so sweet has ever touched
As the righteous recognition in the child's first taste.

If death is won
And we are taken from the earth
Our bodies buried, (cleansed by tears)
Particulate and give new birth.

I write to you, beyond my death,
If beyond the grave I'm bade to say
What I could not in my living day.

C.A.Dominick


Copyright ©2006 Charles Anthony Dominick