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Enigma
Ian Shanahan, 3 July 1989.
The key is the glint in your eye:
a fiery sword that pierces my heart
with turbulent waves of joy.
Fractal/Infinity?
Ian Shanahan, 6 August 1989.
B
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In a spray of Light
our Creation:
then all-embracing Love
sweeping throughout the Cosmos
in crystal orbits.
Death does not suffice:
Spirit remains,
unchanged forever.
Constellation
Ian Shanahan, 14 December 1989.
The Trinity:
Belt of Orion,
Three Stars in the Cosmos.
On Suffering
Ian Shanahan, 10 December 1995.
I am being hammered hard
in the fiery forge of God.
For years my heart resisted Him:
iron will, obdurate,
tossed about by lifes travails
in Primal Chaos trapped
in darkness, like cork on an abyssal sea.
My Mind against Divine Love.
Now, I yield to Jesus
that I shall become finest sword-steel
folded over and over:
spirit unbreakable, compassionate,
filled with His Love and Peace.
Still, I ache with earthly ambitions.
But only through painful severance
from such desire
might my goals be granted
... (or maybe not).
It wont matter once He moulds me
for, in Him, I shall truly be free.
What a paradox!
To abandon my life,
my hopes,
my deep well of loneliness,
to Christ
that I may have life in abundance.
Beyond Time
Ian Shanahan, 15 January 1996.
When first you smiled at me,
FIRE consumed my Heart and Mind.
I was thrust into eternity:
basking in your timeless radiance.
Corporeality
Ian Shanahan, 30 June 2002.
I hate being a slave of my body,
having to shit and to piss:
If I were ethereal intelligence,
theres only one thing that Id miss.