“Hound of Heaven”
We as aimless souls fall into ever issuing carriers of time.
Through glowing spirals,
Intense pulsing Universe.
to lay hold
or to reclaim
That for which, before he fell prostrate,
Our restless and heated hearts cannot find.
At the conception of should blink at internal Faith,
At a grasp within the Hole.
which our yearning and painful consciousness seek.
Turns its very Shekinah Glory back upon us
is found to our effervescing gladness
our hearts’compulsion to striving,
to be the very object, receiver, and ere’ more
the exact verity and Truth.
Its self-same fulfillment and font,
both Alpha and Omega.