Hello Fam... I hesitated putting up pictures on this one because I didn't want to superimpose any concepts I had, nor did I want to limit your own mind regarding this offering.
The "Challenge" is simple - consider the phrase "the god of this world" and define it. What do you think it means? Do you see it in the Judeo Christian "devil" perspective? Do you define it as the thing or things that seem to rule you....your job, your finances, your goals....write about it. Maybe its a system of restraints and controls...maybe its gravity and seasons. You tell me.
You don't even have to endeavor to be poetic. Just write a response. Whatever comes to your mind. Just open up your mind and....write.
oh boy...you do push....but I accept this challenge!
ReplyDeleteI often am a little nervous about writing about God...you have read some of my posts...so I will tread softly
ReplyDeleteThe pics are AWESOME
ReplyDeletethank you - you don't have to write about God. You can write about any thing that has an influence on your life. Or about something you observe that has an influence on others.
ReplyDeleteDoes anyone know the way to Heaven?
ReplyDeletea clearer recounting than the rhetorical dreams
of revelations;crusted fallacies
eloquently parabled with a fingertip,
and all the gilded symbols profoundly offered
in the delirium of prophecy
the stone rolled away, only to reveal
my small expressions of faith….an offering too minute
for the large ornate collection tray
I kiss the pearls of my rosary,
recited hail Marys....absolution is mine?
did the rituals, hold any clear epiphanies?
Eat , Drink of me.?
As I am reformed , and then forgiven my life's profanities…
Still,
I am not rinsed clean…so who then...WHO will pray for me
lashing out the immaculate (mis)conceptions
all my holy deep crevices, filled with brine
The first sin, is knowing who I am
a link in the chain, of the line that tempted the snake
dressed in my feminine
my inclination to live in his image
This to proves to be
laymen’s dogma for the devils whip to equip
the trip and fall , into the pit of blazing fire
I don’t know if God has heard my prayers
Oh lord, I pray, come and spare me
dispel the myths, and cantor...of robed men
I am two parts water, and one part salt
and each failure is a granule
begging a lessor atom in my soul…
the love, in the light…is inescapable
I conceded long ago…
to the beauty of a language
that only speaks to men
The God of the world
loves better than I…
better than I
my hysteria of faith
rinsed in the monthly blood of lambs
yearning for death, sinless breath
Mans hands rule the world
I never could follow a map / trap
X marks the spot, where I yearn
to be seen and heard by the God of everything
I find it difficult to stay on the path
Does anyone know the way to Heaven?
Sharon. First - this is brilliant. While I purposely disclamered the challenge to give people space to write about their dog running their lives - this is very close to the core of what I often think of when I am frustrated with my relationship with my Creator - I go to this place - not as eloquently - but I FEEL this piece intimately - the two parts water - one part salt really hits me close to home.
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