Waxing Philosophic

A dreadful life, Philosophe!
Wary of imagination
and certain of nothing.
But I, certained of this,
that the minds' eye,
a sacred faculty,
prompts holiness
in heart's affections
and the truth of imagination
makes beauty as truth.

You Decide

Perhaps knowledge is tacit
and not consciously acquired
integrating vast observations
and data
into a focal awareness
subject to interpretative frameworks
rooted in an inextricable position
in ill-tempered hearts and minds,
the speed and complexity of integration
racing ahead
of the ponderous processes
of logic and inference,
or,
perhaps I'm full of shit.

A Rejection of Theology

Modern secular humanism
more lethal than religious bigotry
reveals an innate destructiveness
in man's inherently feral idolatry
set as absolute value
(by some called nation, or reason,
or religion)
that, compelling annihilation
of all rival claimants;
but to allow the ineffable Reality
an alteration of life,
seeing through the finite symbols
to the God beyond god
past theism and comprehending,
now, that is God;
that God appearing
after god has disappeared
in the anxiety of doubt.

Complex Creature

What manner of creature, I?
Complex with faculties
of intellect, memory, will and love
yet seeking that eikon
yearning its archetype;
full beyond counting
flitting this way and that
and nowhere an end in sight!
This being the force of man
living a mortal life.