Triple Point
Triple Point
And did You not breath life in my nostrils?
And did You not flood my being with the waters of life,
and seal my heart and vein?
And did You not wrap the flesh upon my nothingness
and make of me a man of the man from which
all men come?
And did You not show me Thyself in
Triplicate?
And put before me the Word written
upon the triple sheet?
And where was it written that You should love me,
In Triplicate?
In the face of evil, in the face of flesh, in the face of me?
How could Thy triplet Love take hold and make me one with you
Should it not shatter this frail hold on life and love;
put me back amongst the elementals?
Thy convergence Lord, in Trinity's strength
musses not my hair but tears apart my
soul and builds again this broken man.
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