The Table in the Wilderness
by Tim Kavi
the table
in the wilderness
where the Goddess
and I broke bread
lies broken
in the aftermath
of history
many have returned here
they look for you
and cannot find you
but You do not
come to every place
only because You
are within
you are every place
already
where we are
where we go
If only they knew it
would call upon you
O Goddess
in the disorder
Concordia
is the present one
bring me peace
as the ravens feed
the wild eyed ones
eyes darting
only you can cure
the madness
in the return
dear departed
Goddess
return again
found in the heart
always there
in a gentle touch
a loving stare
a hand that reaches
to the bowed down
that says to the lowest
come up hither
to higher ground
I see a table
spread with the finest
delights
the greatest silk linen
the most beautiful of all
thank you for being
here again
in this wilderness
of existence
found again
there are the singing ones
loosed in tongue
there are the dancing ones
loosed in leaps
like gazelles
stepping between mountainous rocks
a flower springs
in the desert
where did it thirst?
how did it drink?
I see You
every time
a manifestation
in our love
hasten
hasten
hold us again
we are waiting
at the table
in the wilderness
of Your love.
