Those Whom...

Those with whom I've lived
those I've always loved most
     deeply and passionately

whom I wish I'd best understood
been present for
and been able to pour out myself
those for and from
whom I need forgiveness most
and carry forever forward
in heart engulfed 'mid confusion,
longing and regret;
perhaps, and only just so
it will ever be they
who move my heart
in many a name,
in many a guise,
in many a rapture
     of joy and of sorrow

Forgiveness

At once complex
     and fundamental
elusive yet necessary
it remains easy to say
     what it is not;
but being rendered insensible
by wrongs inevitable
visited on human life
leaves me hollow.
I count the capacity
      to forgive
a prerequisite to freedom.

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.

Beyond Thought

thought can't venture
beyond what was
too, imagination is bounded
by beginnings, while
in becoming Man
He stays incomprehensible
revelations showing He remains hidden
reason that He is utterly unspeakable
and intellect that He persists
transcendently unknowable

i have become
heretical to some
for experiencing Him
in silence,
that alone apropos
for what lies beyond words