Athens, Georgia
October 23, 2013 *
Scientifically speaking, sunsets
are
unreal, nothing there
but
oscillation
diffracted by
dust
detected by
cones
delivered by
neurons
upside
down
reorganized
and rendered so
You
pull your beach chair
next
to mine to watch the sun
sink
cross the line
together
as we reconstruct
what
never was
yet
brings forth tears.
Scientifically speaking, God
is
unreal, nothing there
but
old construction
discerned in
dreams
dissected by
logic
deposed by
knowledge
bottom
up
reorganized
and rendered so
We
build our walls with
jumbled
facts ignoring what
the
wise have found –
no
human proof forever binds
constructed
truth
to
quaking ground.
God
of Logic, clockwork wound
Cerebral
God so tightly bound
you
Warrior God of bold savants
who
slash the soul with arguments –
your
God has died, so long
so
long.
So
long live what lies beyond
what
comforts tears
and
calls up song
what
makes for kindness uncompelled
what
steels the heart
confronting
hell.
But shall
we talk or just rejoice? Oh
you can call this what you will
based
on how you think and feel
but as for me, it sounds like Love.
* Note, this is a revision of the original, posted March 7, 2011.
