(he opens the Text and turns toward it)

Written, “In the beginning was the Word”
Once spoke, spoken to, beginning was herd

A mere word cannot be so highly prized
with fear, sinned in fire transcends signified
if guidance of spirit is measured beacon
I am beginning because I reason

Considered presupposed and weighed completely
My own tracts would trace d’sign discretely
Scattered creation then ordered by source
When the beginning is shadowed by force

under constructure’s titanic will
form follows form like sacred scripts spilled
the spirit alights from text-first to text-last
Und schreibe getrost: Im Anfang war die tat!

by me – 2010

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