So natural, this sense of belonging
An embodiment grounded in earth,
Made from the tangibility of soil.
O people made from clay, people of the soil
Love this earth which gives so much.
The power of ownership of universe
Should have imbibed heart with wisdom
For the veneration of nature and all its goodness
An instinctive sense of ecclesiastical
tending to the soul's essence, perceiving its immortalness.
A fusion of realism and surrealism
An omnipotent sign warming quintessence
To give an analysis to a sacrament
In ultimate humanity
Faith, the infinitesmal point in the human intellect
As the substanstiality of the spirit
Believes in the purity of that Higher Power
A mortal inspired by His virtue.
The devil himself believes in God, but his end will come.
Struck down by lightening from hell ..itself
The incorporeal soul and the psyche believes
In the promise of heaven
A heart hopeful of a world with one protocol
The credence that truth will prevail..
What is meant to be, will be.
For Richard Lamoureux" Pick a line, any line" contest.
This poem is inspired by Justin Bordner's "Concerto in Soul Major"
I have taken the opening and the closing lines of the poem as my inspiration
I have been inclined to these two lines from this piece of art *Art from the heart, a religion of ritual* and *Of knowing that I am where I belong, I belong where I am*.
Hope I have done justice to the original masterpiece.