To Humanspirit
From Tomorrow
Something is brewing among some people
in some places near here. It sounds more like
singing and howling than like
cries and whispers. It thinks more like
synthesis than like analysis.
It feels more like
love than like fear.
It looks ancient
and it looks shiningly
new.
It says
yes
and no
more than it says
maybe.
It wears
the black of mourning
and the white of birthing
and all the colors of celebrating both.
Something is speaking out through some people
in some places near here. It is saying that
if God appears as a person,
she takes a form that includes us all.
It is saying that
these bodies of ours are also
spirit.
It is saying that
these bodies of ours are
more than vessels.
It is saying that
these bodies of ours are certainly
not ever separate from these minds of ours.
It is saying that
splitting the world into
darkness
and light,
matter
and spirit,
Logos
and Eros,
rational man
and emotional woman,
was a big
mistake.
It is saying that
separating work
from play
was a big mistake.
It is saying that
power is best used with
rather than over-and-against.
It is saying that
spiritual power and political power overlap in practice.
Something is moving among some people
in some places near here. It is moving us
to feel the beauty and the suffering of the planet earth
in a new way.
It is bringing the rain forests right up close to the Great Plains.
It is thrusting symptoms of our addictive society onto
our breakfast tables in the morning news.
Its small vibrations are widening, intensifying. Soon the movement will awaken
Even
deep
sleepers.
Even they will tumble out, twisting and shouting. Urgently. It’s time.
It’s time: muster your magic, your miracles, your money.
Some vision is coming
to some people
in some places near here: a message from tomorrow.
Tomorrow is diseased,
tomorrow needs healing today.
Time is no longer on our side.
Lea Hall