Lisa Cowen

Within this Fathom Long Body

Come on down, the flesh is fine.

Sit at my table and drink my wine.

I will say,

“Within this fathom long body,

Subject though it is to death and decay,

I will show you the arising and

passing away of the Universe.”

Now that I’ve called you,

I know you must come.

I don’t want to wait in vain

for your love.

Come on down, muscle and bone,

We’ll build a house and tear it down.

I’ll lie in your arms and laugh,

“I have found you oh builder,

You will build no more.”

Come on down to the wedding trial.

This blood runs deep and I am entirely

Coloured by its humanity.

Beloved, get here at once and tell me,

“I know you.

You are this too.

There is no veil to lift.”