Who Is the One

Before breath

In the beginning

no name

no voice

no will

no god

Only God

Not one

Not many

Enveloping

Without edge

Humankind

Not wild

Not holy

Sole presence

raw nerve

No shame

No direction

No mirror

No breast to rest upon

No softness to return to

Then the fruit

Not temptation

Just a step within

So she ate

And so Received sight

She saw the other

She saw herself

She saw that she could see herself

And that her beeing couldnt ever more be held

There god was born

In distance

In definition

In the sound that had no shape

the day before it came

She named it sacred

She named it faith

She named it mother

She named it truth

And built a gentle deity

To carry through the night

But God was silent

And so

God was

To be

Then came the rules

Then came the sin

Then came the altar

The sacrifice

Then returned the faith

Cursed by men

Then came the lie

Then proper translation

The sanctioned truth

God was born as man

As Detailed Creation

As power As control

But god never returned

(God had never left)

Was breath

Stillness

Memory

And humanity had become language

And language is hunger

And hunger is pursuit

And few knew the root

So she cried out

She prayed

She sang

She believed

More

in Creed

And she built towers

Called them temples

But each name she gave

God grew smaller

And each time she forgot her yielding

The nameless was there

No god

Only God