Incarnation
My choice, Lord
I come, swifter than flight
Potent in the coming, fire fueled
Love giving to the heart of life
Swiftly I come.
From crystal fire to dark womb space compacted.
I reach unformed to the root
Gateway of the unknown
My majesty purpose filled
Holds the direction.
I dive with sure intent
Into the black sap stream
Surge upward
Seeking for seed and shape
Blind I enter the birthing circle.
Birthed into being
Of a different order
Boned body, breath filled
Earth binds my unbound spirit
Swift soaring spirit
Held, form framed.
Incantation,
My song, Lord
I come, surer than flight
Potent in the coming
Flame fueled
Love giving to the heart of life
Singing I come.
-Miriam Platt