Scripture

Your ‘calling’ strings you out
into a gospel
of all that you were and are.

A written scripture scrolls on.
You are a witness. The poet that watches,
the one who shows up late in your own story,
diverse scribes feed you shape-shifting words
from the collective works of
other visionaries.

Every image has its alter-image.
This gospel of ‘you’
can gossip over a trivial landscape,
yet all is elemental and intrinsic
to an all-inclusive manifesto.

These secret teachings are parables,
allegory and metaphor,
revelations discovered by few or many.

Word of mouth becomes a testament
one woven by a history
of observers and spectators,

they scribble down both the immaterial
and the substance of reflections,
then hammer them into flowing water
where all poetry is enshrined.

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