Broken Syllables

We know little of the creature, till we know it as it stands related to the Creator: single letters, and syllables uncomposed, are no better than nonsense.
(Richard Baxter)


In the beginning was the Word.


And we too were words,
the sounds of breath from His lips:

Let us make
Be fruitful

All sounds consonant with
the cosmic sentence,
no clause displaced.

In the beginning
was Alpha.
The whole DNA code begun
with A,
the chain of being linked
phoneme to phoneme.

And then
the dislocated sound:
the will punctuates the purpose.
Image becomes willful noise.


Return to purpose, man.
Return to the endless string of perfect sense.

Sing the perfect word, the song.
O me.
You were made to speak, to be
Between the A
Between the grace of Alpha and

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