"Forsaking all" - Your Voice
never falters, and yet,
unsealing day out of a
darkness none ever knew
in full but You,
you spoke that word, closing it forever:
"Why hast Thou forsaken ...?
This measure of your being all out, and
meaning it, made you
put it all on the line
we, humanly, wanted to draw - at
having you teacher only, or
popular spokesman only, or
doctor or simply a source of sanity
for us, distracted, or only
the one who would wholeheartedly
rejoice with us, and know
our tears, our flickering time, and
stand with us.
But to make it head over heals
yielding, all the way,
you had to die for us.
The line we drew, you crossed,
and cross out, wholly forget,
at the faintest stirring of what
you know is love, is one
whose name has been, and is
and will be, the
I AM.
- Margaret Avison
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