Jose Garcia Villa
It's A Hurricane Of Spirit - Poem by Jose Garcia Villa
It's a hurricane of spirit—
That's genius! Not God can tear
It from itself, though He is the rose
In this skull that's seer.
Skull revolving rose: that's I!
I am with my skull and spy
Eternity and Now and Why.
It's a mastery of Death—
And that's Love. It's the bequeathed
Mind of Christ. It's I, it's Love,
What the great deaths reveal.
I revolve a skull, I rose!
I revolve a skull that knows
I make it speak God's voice!
(Published in Have Come Am Here 1942)
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