Saturday, June 2, 2012

Divine Infinity

Divine Inifinity

These mortal sketches of God
portray dusty shadows.
What infinitude could be embodied
in the shape of a man?
Jesus, I suppose.
But earth-Jesus was formed in the dust;
what figs deserve wrath?

We may see the clear sky
and name it God
just as we may see dust
and claim that it exists.

As resident and commander of everything
He appears in every heart and toenail.

Let us call Her anything
and speak partial truth.

Let us call Him everything
and speak partial truth.

Nothing contains energy
because there is no such thing
as nothing.

Let us call Him nothing
and speak of the infinitude of Her power

The silence of the dead
speaks more fluently
than the gibberish of youth.

Thunder Hammers and Rebirth
play magical in our eyes
showing little of divinity.
Those who confess a clear vision
of the immeasurable universe
are liars and psychopaths.

What arrogance
this attempt at God-knowledge
to repeat the brilliance of Her infinity
to render the kindness of His time.
What combination of mortality could speak like God?

MGB

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