02-15-2022, 04:17 AM
God exists
in Greek-lettered waves
of the brain, but maybe more,
and the light exists,
where threading to the light
are thoughts, like flies,
lovers of the flame,
to the name. Whatever the path,
however long the days,
sang David, suffering in praise
of his tormentor,
for breath must die
in most inexplicable ways,
the wicked prosper,
and we know not the whys,
wherefores, but a gladness
that makes light our days,
so in the night
there is no darkness.
in Greek-lettered waves
of the brain, but maybe more,
and the light exists,
where threading to the light
are thoughts, like flies,
lovers of the flame,
to the name. Whatever the path,
however long the days,
sang David, suffering in praise
of his tormentor,
for breath must die
in most inexplicable ways,
the wicked prosper,
and we know not the whys,
wherefores, but a gladness
that makes light our days,
so in the night
there is no darkness.