G-D’ S RADICAL HOPE
Alice Frank
If no tears visit your eyes today, Take your head and your heart And knock- softly, then fiercely- Until one surrenders And the other sings.
This is the hour You stop waiting for Me And become The One I’ ve waited for.
Do you think I do not hear Your sacred“ Why?” Child of My breath- I hear it when you pass My beloveds with nowhere to lie, When you read of fire Dropping from a submissive sky.
Your“ Why?” is holy. Your ache is true. But without the tear that floods The parched doorway of your chest, It cannot reach Me.
Today, tear it open. Tear it like the veil between worlds. like your ancestors Tore garments When the Presence left the House.
Let the flood come. Let it pour forward- That mighty stream of Me Dressed in your body-
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