Tuesday, September 27, 2011

Fools Rush In, poetry by Yvonne MacKenzie

gathered in solemn assembly
the celestial chorus are busy shining halos
and rehearsing their mission

god whistles a happy tune
and the fool comes yipping round her heels
panting with glee

unlike the measured tread of angels
fools rush in to the arms of the beloved
turning cartwheels through the mud
and jumping off the dock with their clothes on

guided by joy
the fool steps from the boat
and glides across the waves
with no thought of separation from source

joined to all creation
she dances on the edge of the abyss
the vastness of her love
entangled with the limbs of the sky

her heart heeds the instinct of birds
soaring upward through the clouds
never doubting for an instant
God’s will for wings

Yvonne MacKenzie

1 comment:

  1. LOVE your triumphant buoyancy and the sarcastic opening. Jubilantly uplifting! Shout it out, sister.
    Uno Hu