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Testament
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'Testament' is an anthology of spiritual poetry by Pam Crane. Many are strongly Christian in their theme, but by no means all, as her experience has embraced many other dimensions including spiritualism, reincarnation and direct inspiration. Her whole spiritual life is here, from an early intuition of the universality of God and appreciation of other beliefs, to the Christian conviction that in 1993 brought her to ordination as a Deacon in the Liberal Catholic Church. For over twenty years she had been an astrologer, and still researches and teaches in this field; unusually (but not uniquely) she has combined her astrological skill and philosophy with her Christian life, informing much of her writing. There is a very broad spectrum of spiritual experience in this collection which may appeal to readers of many faiths or those as yet uncommitted but willing to be inspired.

LanguageEnglish
PublisherPam Crane
Release dateMay 22, 2017
ISBN9781370116683
Testament
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Pam Crane

Pam Crane has been a poet since she was seven years old; it was only when she joined her local Writers' Club that she found she could also write short stories. She has also been a Christian astrologer for most of her life, is well known in that community, and is the author of two books plus many articles in the Astrological Association Journal (for which she compiles the regular Cryptic Crossword.) You can find her website at http://revpamcrane.weebly.com.

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    Testament - Pam Crane

    TESTAMENT

    An Anthology of Spiritual Poetry

    by Pam Crane

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    Copyright 2017 Pam Crane

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    They Who Kiss Mind

    to whom I do belong

    to My

    to My Self alone

    My is a wide net cast

    between time

    hither and past

    Self a sense of eye

    watching

    in privacy

    the blue nerve seen

    through wax

    is ice-keen

    of uncommon kind

    are they

    who kiss mind

    risk discovery in

    having

    Angels’ skin

    the people of Light

    cohere

    behind my sight

    we are the white-gold

    aëreën

    We are very old

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    The Return

    In the holy of holies

    in thick dark

    smelling of birds and stone

    my blind hand’s

    pilgrimage

    unveils

    the symbol of life

    I have come back

    my trails of

    four thousand years

    and all their images

    twist to a single

    focus, spin

    to one fine brilliant vibrant

    point

    this Egypt

    this temple

    this soft dancing-ground

    of yellow dogs

    echoing sparrows

    and buried shame

    I have come back

    in shadows

    my long strange face

    shockingly

    beholds me

    The sun and my son

    haunt me

    in the reed baskets

    jostling crushed notes, cats

    cheap azure scarabs

    ubiquitous images of my peerless wife

    where is my city

    flat hot dust a rubble of stones

    between the holy cliff

    and sun-caught sails

    trekkers

    stare from donkey-back at the gates

    of death that swallowed me

    my hymns

    my sweet children

    flying and creeping creatures

    music

    all I knew

    pilgrims cluster

    in temples, in musty tombs

    tracing my broken features in the torchlight

    following with their finger-tips

    fine rays

    slim hands of the sun

    I have come back

    like the dog to its vomit

    I cannot undo

    naivety

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