FOR THE FIRST TIME

Can you imagine that blessed time,
Just before our dawn light, when,
For the first time, her magic appeared;
Radiant yet translucently uttered.

In that birth, in that moment, time
Stood quietly eternal, beyond the light,
And for the first time, she spoke words;
Noticed and remembered who spoke?

Was it a he, at that time, beyond time,
Or was it a she who spoke first, when,
For the first time, her magic appeared;
Full and raw, creating that fear and joy.

For in those first words, in our time,
Where the mystery broke free for all,
The eternal love in us all spoke as one;
Through those first words I became we.

Can you now imagine that blessed time,
Just before the dawns crisp light, when,
For the first time, her magic appeared;
Love formed in the quiet words of poets.

David Scanlon – England – (1963 - )

Scanlon. D (2019) Timeless Truths. The Foolish Poet Press, Wilmslow, England. FOR THE FIRST TIME. Page Number 999.