Beyond all words that we can form,
Beyond all thoughts that we can share,
The message of our touch conveys
A world beyond all hate and fear.
I sing a song of the woman’s voice
Tender and strong and clear;
Of those who longed to gain the vote
Despite men’s doubt and fear;
As flesh reveals a path to sacredness,
As body, mind and spirit merge as one,
As life is lived with interweaving links,
We dance the rhythmic pulse of Moon and Sun.
O God of all new visions
Of hope and tenderness,
The source and inspiration
Of love and friendliness,
Enable these two people
Each other to affirm
And find within their marriage
The love for which they yearn.
We sing of human loving’s starting point
Emerging from the Cosmos at its birth.
Repulsion and attraction both were there
Yet from the latter love evolved on Earth .
Is love a grand illusion
That comes and goes at will,
A heart that’s always longing,
A heart that’s never still?
In the wonder of love
Two people appear as one
Without absorbing the other
Each respecting intimacy and solitude.
Awaken O my inner self
Discern your Bethlehem,
Prepare to enter deep within
And wear your diadem.
There’s no two-ness in God the mystic said, *
No two-ness in God at all.
All the things are as one in Jesus Christ, +
All things are as one said Paul.
In the letting go we find life:
For deeper than the striving is the flowing,
Deeper than the searching is the knowing
And deeper than the grieving is the mystery
In which darkness and light are one.
We believe in a mystery we call God,
A mystery beyond definition,
A flame that is glimpsed through darkened glass,
The hope of our human condition.
Not in grasping or in holding shall we find God,
Not in seeking power or serving narrow needs,
But in letting go with joyful expectation
We shall meet the God beyond all creeds.
God is the rock of mystic presence,
Christ is the rock that points the way,
Earth is the rock that births our life-force ,
Flesh is the rock where lovers play.
Through the star filled realms of evening
Shines heavenly light.
Daylight gifts a space for working,
Rest comes with night.
“Kill your own child” God seemed to say with firmness,
“For children satisfy a god’s desire.”
So Abraham brought Isaac in obedience
To sacrifice upon the altar’s fire.
The cup of our living flows over its rim
And minds have no room for the fresh or the new,
For minds that are sated have stopped in their tracks
And ceased to be open to God’s widening view.
Behind the world of images
There’s nothing we can see.
Behind the realm of sound and word
There’s nothing we can hear.
Let opposites all share a common space,
The inner and the outer be as one;
Each mind reflect life’s interweaving grace
And hearts all find God’s presence deep within.
