Thor: A New Poem
- Ann
- Dec 10, 2022
- 1 min read
Heaven and earth are not two worlds but one
It is only that one side is blindfolded.
We are asked to pin the tail on a non-existent donkey
And have no idea of our assigned roles.
And yet we chose to come. Yes, we did, I admit it.
You and me and everyone
Is asked to further our Lord’s grace,
Not to try to supplant the Holy One.
I turned away and sowed destruction
Wherever I cast my gaze
Nothing was sacred,
Everything was razed.
Anger can take us into unbridled action
Fear can do the same
Or leave us huddled in the corner
Not even remembering our name.
I was brought to bar when my anger seeded shame
As it rebounded from afar
With the violence so emboldened
That my voice went up in flames.
When we see what we have become
We carry the Holy Grail
That enables us to understand
That in fact we have not failed.
We have learned the holy mission
That offers love and light
To all who envision
Creation’s love created might.
It’s compassion that will carry us
On the longest journey’s night
As we each tread the path
From anguish into light.
December 10, 2022
That’s fabulous!
And, yet, anger and fear can often incite needed change within and about that which is blind.
Still, quite often, it seems humankind evolves at a glacial pace.
Indeed, we choose to be present here at this moment, and blindly so, though sometimes a brief flirting moment with the universe compels us forward. Is this naiveté in it's highest form? Or simply a naiveté necessary to further, to acknowledge, to enhance our Creators's grace?
I often wonder.