I’ve seen beyond

I’ve seen beyond the corporeal divide,
into the stream in which we stride.
And that we are its eternal flow, the very
source of love in which we grow.
Enveloped in light and engulfed within, ‘His Face’
from whom we all begin.
Whose nostrils do breath within this place ‘as the whirlwind of our soul do integrate’
from this source do all things be, ‘in us’ to end, and to be free.
Does He by His crimson thread suspend all things indelibly set,
whether unseen, or no, but to this end is placed in Him,
to us begin. To see, and know of all that is, and to be of wait, and to depend,
on walk wherein is this ‘grace’ to give, without fret of time, nor space to live in.
In that which is to shortly come, to those who know ‘what is to come’.
To flow from is, to thee, and then, shall that at last be within.
And we finally the last to be, are first, and last shall truly be again to thee,
reversed.
The sheer of Vail divides from soul, to spirit, to pierce and gain its toll.
All is given, to groan within the sheer,
as soul is grieved and then to fear.
Through that is seen through the tear, all in one shall we be here.