Stimulated by thoughts of Eric Voegelin
- Before Abraham was I saw you
Locked up tight in a vault
That was personal and yet so collective
That glances were furtive and secrets were
Whispered in deeply underground tones
Only to those en canaille, excluding humanity's graces.
Before Abraham was I saw you
Casting your furtive glances and
Whispering secrets and secretive
To the crowd so ready to vent them.
Do you never come out in the open
Where the winds so refreshing might stab?
Shared guilt cannot stay in the traces.
It bursts every bond as it strains
To plow in the middle furrow
Where truth would expose every falsehood.
I saw you in vistas long past us;
Before Abraham was, I am.
These lines were dashed off a few days ago while I was in deep
meditation about Voegelin's references to the Gospel of John and Colossians
2:9. Placing them on the EVFORUM is, of course, shameless but then I have no
shame and age tends to cloud better judgement. Just "me and my drum," O.K.
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