Jacob's Angel--A Poem
Copyright (C) 1997 by William Mistele. All rights reserved. Jacob's Angel Grasping a better hold as he wrestled with the angel, Balanced, poised, muscles flexed, teeth clenched, Jacob spoke, his jaw next to the angel's ear: What is it to dwell in a body made of fire Its very radiance so penetrating The mountains and seas are transparent And the stars are no more distant from you Than my hands upon your skin in this moment? And what is it to have eyes that see through the ages The gates of all realms stand open before your gaze So nothing is hidden anywhere in creation? What is it to have hands so luminous The Divine turns to you to accomplish its will? And tell me, when you love, What is it like to love when your love Arises from a sea of infinite bliss So every abyss is filled And darkness is forever banished from your vision? And the angel replied: I will share with you my essence If you can sustain your hold And bind me without fear For I am not permitted to keep one secret From those who master themselves. I am the perfection of concentration so great The elements of nature obey when I speak Earth, air, water, and fire respond to my will My every desire to fulfill. You may think such power beyond belief or imagination But I do not act in isolation As one who would make himself great To demonstate his power over fate. When I meditate I am embraced By countless beings of love and might Who guard and guide all paths of wisdom and all evolutions, With both mortal and divine I join my heart and mind I unite with all who celebrate the Light Embracing all of creation. And in our celebration Our joy is so great There is no longer any separation Between the Light we embrace and the love within our hearts. You may think only an angel may speak thus But I tell you with words of prophecy And with a voice of thunder and a tongue of divine fire, If you strive and abide with me through all watches of this night Until dawn's first light You shall discover that I, with all my power, Am but a small part of your own heart. Jacob said: you speak of a mystery beyond the power of belief. It is more than what I seek. Oh Jacob, the angel said, The seed which dreams of spring Sleeping in silence beneath the earth Knows not that spring is already within its heart As is the soil, the wind, the rain, the earth And the star that calls out: Arise and come forth. But form and limitation have been created That the seed in growing into a tree Might one day understand its journey And as water, minerals, light, and air Revive and renew its being It shall perceive when the time is ripe That life has no end And that form is but the shell where spirit dwells. Then it shall send its roots down into eternity And release upon the wind seeds Giving birth to new worlds, new dreams, new destinies. The soul unfolds, blossoming in due season, Until its beauty shines so bright Its light transforms the world. Jacob, behold! I hold in my hands The twelve fruits of the Tree of Life Which are for the healing of the nations. Take them from me if you can! Then Jacob put forth all his might With a mind like steel And a will as sharp as a diamond knife To pierce the heart of the angel And to steal what has been concealed from mankind for ages. And, for a moment, Jacob accomplished his goal: Jacob's eyes became the angel's, his hands bright like the sun, Their hearts merged and with the angel's body he was one. Then Jacob saw what the angel's light Was created both to conceal and to reveal: A love of such magnitude The entire multitude of heavenly choirs falter and fail Their voice silenced before its magnificence. Then Jacob asked, Is there a human being in all the world Who has the strength, the power, or the heart to persist In a vision such as this, to bring a small part Back to the earth that it might be shared And celebrated forever by those who love? And angel replied, If this is your wish I shall grant it For now the sun is almost come And eternity commands me: Return home. And then the angel spoke with a voice of thunder Resonate and tender like Gabriel's Vibrant and mighty like Michael's Declaring: The history of the world Shall revolve around your will. Nations shall rise and fall in this quest. Though some would twist and bend it to their own ends Those who read the signs shall find a pathway to the divine As you have found mine. Then Jacob said, Wait! One last request before you go, One last question still burns within my soul: You who are everywhere and from whom nothing is hidden, Your voice a billion stars shouting with delight, Will you wrestle with me again another night? The angel gazed into Jacob's eyes and then replied, Within you is the answer to your question. As I have said, I am but a small part of your own heart.