'He that hath an ear, let him hear what the Spirit saith unto the churches.'- <br /> <br /> <br />St. John the Divine. <br /> <br /> <br />The Spirit says unto the churches, <br />'Ere ever the churches began <br />I lived in the centre of Being- <br />The life of the Purpose and Plan; <br />I flowed from the mind of the Maker <br />Through nature to man. <br /> <br /> <br />'I sleep in the glow of the jewel, <br />I wake in the sap of the tree, <br />I stir in the beast of the forest, <br />I reason in man, and am free <br />To turn on the path of Ascension <br />To the god yet to be. <br /> <br /> <br />'I was, and I am, and I will be; <br />I live in each church and each faith, <br />But yield to no bond and no fetter, <br />I animate all with my breath; <br />I speak through the voice of the living, <br />And I speak after death.' <br /> <br /> <br />The Spirit says unto the churches <br />'The dead are not gone, they are near; <br />And my voice, when I will it, speaks through them, <br />Speaks through them in messages clear. <br />And he that hath ears, in the silence <br />May listen and hear.' <br /> <br /> <br />The Spirit says unto the churches, <br />'So many the feet that have trod <br />The road leading up into knowledge, <br />The steep narrow path has grown broad; <br />And the curtain held down by old dogmas <br />Is lifted by God.'<br /><br />Ella Wheeler Wilcox<br /><br />http://www.poemhunter.com/poem/he-that-hath-ears/
