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Yet [*/+/^] : 27.225 MHz, Some Final Measures; Only Human Beings Refuse To Recognize
[This poem could not have been written without the
Cosmologic Poetry of Patriciajj, whom I am glad and
grateful to acknowledge and recommend]
Only human beings refuse to recognize that the
sky extends to reach the tallest tree and smallest wildflower;
the highest mountain and lowest garden soil;
the deepest fishing hole and shallowest rural creek;
the largest telescope, and some adolescent's naked eye:
only human beings refuse to acknowledge this.
Christ is a Poet, according to the Great Apostle;
and the sky is Christ's symbol---similtaneously
efficient metaphor and simile---
conveying and confirming the existence of
His essence's supremest aspect, salvific and sustenant Love.
He has appointed the sky our gateway to His Cosmos;
He has filled it with Light---sun's by day,
moon's, planets' and stars' by night (and their constellations
He has assigned to our own poets to name). The
sky bears invariable witness to Christ's constant and consistent Love.
Only human beings have called this to question;
only human beings seek an alternate definition,
steeped in the simmer of prejudiced inhibition. The
sky does not engage in degrees of discrimination
according to geographical orientation.
At this, only human beings smirk in derogation.
Starward
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The sky as a metaphor for
The sky as a metaphor for God's all-encompassing gaze and all-inclusive Love: How inspired! How drenched in instructive and soul-altering truth! How simple yet far, far reaching!
Some words can only be snatched from an ethereal realm when our hearts are open and the veil thins because God touched us and we touched God. Those words are sacred. This poem, hymn-like, glistens with such words.
Your allusion to Ephesians 2:10 was so Divine I could have bowed down in worship. Add yet another name to Christ's long list of holy names: Poet. Such beauty was born in that line!
As we move on the sky opens up and something truly miraculous happens: the sky becomes a symbol of Christ Himself, His universal Love and a gateway to all creation, including the unseen and the eternal. Breathtaking and transporting symbolism!
I'm privileged to have any sort of connection to this expansive meditation. Thank you for being open to cosmic truths and allowing yourself to be a vessel of Light. You make a difference.
Thank you for the comment. I
Thank you for the comment. I have certainly learned a lot about poetry from your poems during the last eighteen months or so. The sense of discovery that your poems brought back to me, when I first began to read them in 2020, was like a restoration of my early excitement about poetry decades ago. And that has yielded poems like this one, which not only came to me almost entirely intact but also carried its own dedication to you as part of the original delivery. I thank you for the way you bring blessings to postpoems, to the lives of its poets, and to my life.
J-Called
Your support has been a
Your support has been a lifeline. Thank you!.