Waxing Poetic

Blessed Trinity

By Charlotte Ostermann


In the shape of all-that-is:

three inseparable aspects –

center, radius, circumference.

In the beginning, God.

And the Word was with God.

And the Spirit brooded over all Creation.



In the shape of birthing-into-form:

the face of the Father,

mirrored in the Son,

and of the Spirit –

all yearning, One

toward an Other –

infinite love generating

infinite capacity,

even to be clothed in finitude.

Proceeding from the Father and the Son,

with the Father and the Son together,

Heaven’s Holy hush.



In the tension of the matrix of time:

The implied shape of story –

Perfection beckoning to

Love perfected;

Incipient form on the journey

toward having fully become perfected.

Was, is now, and ever shall be,



In the tension of negative space:

the suggestion of first form,

of womb impregnate with the seed

of all-that-is;

a promise, positive absence, pause;

a person, poem, place

without which, nothing.



In the tension beneath wings:

the hint of an uplifting draft –

invisible fullness, caress, support,

union, vessel full of grace,

distended with expecation;

an oval universe

beneath a beating heart.



Two parents of form:

One and Two,

Circle and Line,

Ultimate Ideal and ultimate Reality.

Matrix between them:

Holy Wisdom,

Love, and Mutual Desire;

Unhindered Communion,

Voice carrying Word;

Wind multiplying Breath.

Resolution rises on her wings

to bless all things with life.

She bears the tension

of waiting upon the world,

providing all-that-is

infinity within infinity

in which to become.



In You, I live and move and have my being.

In You, my beginning,

your ‘yes’ the center of my life.

In You, the struggle to be realized,

the journey to be perfect as You are,

and the straight path made for my feet,

sometimes of crooked lines.

In You my end and perfection,


where I will finally,

and perfectly

have become.



Charlotte Ostermann,
Aug 17, 2009, 2:10 PM