Video Everyone’s Given Their Own Set of Eyes
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Not a moment can be lost in our
meticulous attention to God
His shadow cast against the corrugated glass
before us
The ripple effect of light and dark
through which we can distinguish His turnings
And their diminishment
and their increase
We are not out of earshot nor eyesight
but how could we commonly apprehend
that which has made our apparatus of apprehension?
Though truly by that He is known
But the distant roar of His flood and its
capping His avalanche and its cessation in midair
His heave of billion against billion and
then the utter placidity that extends from
here to there in the ancient aftermath
of the moment right before us
whose characteristics are a near silhouette
going back to Himself Alone aligned with ourselves alone
are that which warrants such meticulous attention
like a heart ringed around with ruthless pirates
but who sends a virgin of light across
as a bridge to their sweet undefilement
8/21/07 (from The Sound of Geese Over the House)
Categories: Poems