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Untitled by Hughes Hilton
from Legacy 2002
Untitled
by Hughes Hilton
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Impacted? No, I don't have that problem.
What of it? Do you live? I am living.
Or partly living? Is it important?
What I think? What I do? What I don't do?
A drop in the ocean covered with scars.
Am I a brick for your church, son of man?
My church is a hovel, lonely and weak.
Will it fall? It will without foundation.
Foundation? In this waste land? In this sea?
The Wind blows where it will. Build on the wind?
Will you drown and rise again, .son of man?
Build on Spirit and on Fire and on Truth?
Fire burned this Church to the ground, ashes three
Wind blew, seals snapped, the chief cornerstone caught
Fire again and burns in the most Holy Place.
This Fire, Your Brick, never falls, never breaks.
Smashed, ground to powder your soul will be.
In Eternal Fire, fallen upon Truth,
Consuming the water on the altar.
