Grasped the work of life its challenge
pain
Accepted by the lilies of a wider field
And understood by them
Life within was as a trophy to be won
And the challenge not for the
fainthearted
For the work of it was extreme at the
least
Few could know or understand it
For its work was rest the work surrender
Peace exposing pride love winning all
And the contrast in the un-work of life
The lilies toiling not, nor spinning
In their play of light and dark
Their changing...
Not knowing which was which...
Heaven with them...
Coming sweeping away all the wisdom
Of the Earth moving above and beyond it
Time was, time is; now time is come...
Coming both as predator and prey
The falcon and the lark, the lion and
the lamb
Taking the turned one, and turned
around
The pursued loving the pursuer
The offence dismissed
And the back-to-front of the
counting-fall
The upside-down... now inside-out
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