In this poetry I have long lamented specific encumbrances
and limitations imposed by my absolute ignorance,
not for the sake of humility nor a mere heads up to the
reader,
not to hedge my improbable bets but a disingenuous
pretext to explore the one fixed absolute in my life –
the certitude of my ignorance, that it might one day bear
fruit,
be turned inside out, laid down to become
the very source and root, the core of my conviction.
O child of God, embrace your ignorance;
there can be no faith without it.
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