Flesh fastened branches breathe Mysterious Wind
Carrying enfleshed silences of a divine cry
whose wordless harmonies, above deepest waters,
echo with terrifying meanings,
a fastness against which shores shatters even death, until
Life's dying drinks down dregs unfathomed,
Bearing away burdens never meant to be carried,
Buried. That primal Ache at last unveiled, a Threeness and Oneness
Given for love and by love received.
Hidden hells, of anxiety sheltered prisons -
Fragmented points of consciousness peering over masks,
Windows into bags of bones rattling infertile, alienated,
Frustrated discontent drowning in distraction, a gnashing
Suddenly stilled by the piercing silence of a dying God.
Poured out into every frailty, He descends
Where no one dares, into unbearable
Ordeals on which the weight of existence
Crushes what love for life one thought one knew.
There, a "close by" Threeness and Oneness "ever near"
Given for love and by love received,
Reaches out to grasp that hand who, pushed beyond every limit,
Can grasp no more: "Awake, Oh Sleeper! Rise from the Dead."
Bathed in shadows of Beauty's terror, sorrow, joy
Thirst for righteousness so seized drinks in how,
From the very fruit of paradise lost, the Vine
Makes this crushed commingling of grapes:
Every grape of each branch itself a moment
Ripening under the excessive presence of the One
Who overflows in time what Eternity foreknew and has already given.
From such fastened flesh flows forth floods ever new,
Given for love and by love received,
And that mystic wine now is given deep within a soul's secret cellar.
O Blood and Water! Humanity's crushed fruit surging with Divine Mercy,
Wash water become wine best, fountain of life dug deeper than misery,
Fermented in trial, aged by pain, poured out free,
Gush forth again for those you have entrusted
With such great purpose in times such as these.
O fruitful flesh fastened Tree of Life! You have become the banner, the rallying point,
That standard by which faith measures
The gravity of each heart beat, every breath
Between heavenly and earthly cares, self and neighbor, suspended.
Under this shadow, hidden in sacred secret,
One clings to hope's substance amidst the grip of peril.
O Sober Inebriation! In your Threeness and Oneness,
Forge us now in such solidarity of hearts as would
Dare beyond this present sunset with love's unvanquished courage.
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