---
And across the abyss of questions and terrors
I would reach
I would steal you, lover
I would stand with you on rock
Do you recall, my lover, in happier days--
when we stood in the gushing sun
on a mountainous stone?
And watched the birds panic
to escape the waves
Do you remember the way my eyes looked
bathed in the joy of baby love?
I remember yours
And I remember the sense of assurance's hole
left in its absence
So big that it ate up the cotton in the sky
and the life beneath our feet
And everything
between
We are not on a rock now
I believe I have found one for standing
but you are not here
my arms won't stretch across the great abyss
I only can sing
And hope that you know me by my song
--
Saturday, January 30, 2010
The Great Uncertain Blue
--
I stood on top of people
and I said that they were You
I clung and pushed and painted
in a spiritual hue
I beat my pillow, wailing
that you'd driven me insane
And closed my eyes to all except
the haunting of my pain
When something gave me joy, my God!
I worshipped it as You
And pelted onward, heedless
of the great uncertain blue
of the fear of sober judgement
of the demons that I grew
of the Great Uncertain Blue
of the Great Uncertain Blue
--
I stood on top of people
and I said that they were You
I clung and pushed and painted
in a spiritual hue
I beat my pillow, wailing
that you'd driven me insane
And closed my eyes to all except
the haunting of my pain
When something gave me joy, my God!
I worshipped it as You
And pelted onward, heedless
of the great uncertain blue
of the fear of sober judgement
of the demons that I grew
of the Great Uncertain Blue
of the Great Uncertain Blue
--
I Believed
-----
The day I knew that I believed
it was not on the word of a sage or a holy woman
nor was it sermon spoke or verse quoted
it was a tree that stood yelling in my backyard
it was the eye, half closed, of a tiny girl child
it was that when I fell to the floor and wailed a million losses,
my father knelt beside me and held my back.
in the last moment-- it was that I cannot ever see a horizon
without longing seeping out from under my eyelids and leaping towards it
the day I knew that I believed took five years
and was over
in exactly
three seconds.
And now I am His.
----
The day I knew that I believed
it was not on the word of a sage or a holy woman
nor was it sermon spoke or verse quoted
it was a tree that stood yelling in my backyard
it was the eye, half closed, of a tiny girl child
it was that when I fell to the floor and wailed a million losses,
my father knelt beside me and held my back.
in the last moment-- it was that I cannot ever see a horizon
without longing seeping out from under my eyelids and leaping towards it
the day I knew that I believed took five years
and was over
in exactly
three seconds.
And now I am His.
----
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