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Below Cathedral Peak

Alone, I camp below Cathedral Peak – 
God, I know you’re not who we say you are
and you certainly have a case for slander.
What fantastical tales we tell of you, 
and the more nonsensical, I wonder,
absurdly, makes you more believable.  
The cold, night sky ascends from below
until only the mountain’s white peak glows,
I perpend how you are our double-bind –
Antithetical, yet inevitable,
omnipotent, yet shirking the onus
of sin, disease, and immorality. 

I have backtracked my last fifty years 
from the convenience of nihilism
and of nullity, which once embraced me.
I loved that luxury of arrogance
and conceit to everywhere forswear faith.
Over years, I’ve shed those simple vestments
to now plead the argument’s opposite –
But not Faith.  What emerged is a mountain 
from igneous intrusion and ascending
within until it now glows as beacon.

I, a conjoined blind man with elephant, 
unable to wrest your entirety,
but know these three aspects of your being:
I know of your love, your love of beauty 
and your love of life.  These would and could not
otherwise emerge from the darkness and
the absolute void of time and space. 
Nullity is too facile and stays so 
unless there’s more – More, for black begets black
and cannot create something from nothing.

And one should not grow old without seeing 
that there is something; that an Is, is;
a wisdom and grace that originates.  
It is hard to deny both denial
and a god who insists on penitence 
and sacrifice.  Here, below Cathedral Peak,
an epiphanic edifice, I see 
a parent god who prods and acclaims her
progeny’s progress and accomplishments. 
For it is enough to inhale the air
of her love written into scripture for
humanity to now warmly embrace.
Copyright © | Year Posted 2020

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