Life is still beautiful!



Petulant priests, greedy
centurions, and one million
incensed gestures stand
between your love and me.

Your agape sacrifice
is reduced to colored glass,
vapid penance, and the
tedium of ritual.

Your footprints yet
mark the crest of
billowing seas but
your joy
fades upon the tablets
of ordained prophets.

Visit us again, Savior.
Your children, burdened with
disbelief, blinded by a patina
of wisdom,
carom down this vale of
fear. We cry for you
although we have lost
your name.

2 responses

  1. n

    Wow, what a great poem, did you write this my dear…so smart you are…finish my painting and I’m very tired…beautiful sunny day here today…have a great night my friend…luvya, Venusxx

    March 26, 2008 at 20:52

  2. Angel eyes

    wow just amzing beautiful expresses so much of what we feel  angel eyes

    March 26, 2008 at 22:47

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