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Unbroken Peace
by Renée
Miller
In deep cool brush of desert air,
Under sky of gray puffed clouds,
The drama, dreamy in mist,
Delicate and almost unseen,
Begins to take on form and shape
Wrapped ‘round
with unbroken peace.
Like slender, tender threads of silk
Shining
brightly on miracles’ edge,
The raw beauty stands alone --
Fixed
on the world’s silent turning --
Waiting to be grasped by human form.
Incarnation
in night’s desert cold
Is unforeseen, unexpected.
Then, all at once, the pattern
Of eternity, in infant form,
Descends on unsuspecting earth.
With tinsel trimming cast aside
A human soul bravely looks on --
A spirit festive in silence.
Dancing while standing in place,
Earnestly stretching to be reborn
As
earth’s arms meet heavn’s
embrace.
In spirit tones undressed
The roughened scales of human sin
Are pared, like rinds, to reveal sweet fruit
Soft to the tongue, the touch, the time.
In broken sighs God is known
And known, leaves pure fruit behind,
A
soul redeemed – simple
and sublime.
Renée
Miller, A Brief Moment of
Infinite Time (Lake Havasu City, AZ: Sage and Spirit, 2001)
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