Saturday, June 6, 2015

The farthest skies


The farthest skies                                                                                    

Wings naturally contract, necessarily,
yet that wavering, faithless bird

invariably predicts and laments each time
a calamitous plummet from the grand heights,

ever astonished to witness,
following panic, its wings unfold anew,

catch the air beneath 
and keep itself tremblingly aloft.

Full extension, followed by an essential recouping,
the gathering of vital resistance

used to climb the farthest skies
and yet, perpetually, through lack of faith,

fear and suffering accompany
our fateful, solitary and majestic flight.

O child of God, hold on tightly.
You’re just along for the ride.

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