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Teresa A. Phipps

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Look, beloved child, into my eyes, see there

Your self, mirrored in that living water

From whose deep pools all images of earth are born.

See, in the gaze that holds you dear

All that you were, are, and shall be for ever

In recognition beyond time and seeming

Love knows the face that each soul turns towards heaven.

three poems of incarnation

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Who stands at my door in the storm and rain

On the threshold of being?

One who waits till you call him in

From the empty night.

Are you a stranger, out in the storm,

Or has my enemy found me out

On the edge of being?

three poems of incarnation

2. Invocation—excerpt

Child in the little boat

Come to the land

Child of the seals

Calf of the whale

Spawn of the octopus

Fledgling of cormorant

Gannet and herring-gull,

Come from the sea,

Child of the sun,

Son of the sky.

Safely pass

The mouths of the water,

The mouths of night,

The teeth of the rocks,

The mouths of the wind,

Safely float

On the dangerous waves

Of an ocean sounding

Deeper than red

Darker than violet,

Safely cross

The ground-swell of pain

Of the waves that break

On the shores of the world.

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