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Beating our fists bloody at inexorable air, trying to defy the passage of time, we find–at the end of the line–our bodies, our hearts, our minds

Fail

As we decline into that good night.

Our rage a peripatetic fit, the fight unwinnable…

Until:

The inexorable slide is swallowed up in the tide of the grace of an ineffable God.

Our bodies made new, our minds renewed:

Free at last from sin’s crimson stains, the mortal takes on immortality

Only joy remains

Only joy.

Science Can

randomlychad  —  September 4, 2013 — 7 Comments

Science can

Tell us how much a heart weighs

(Down to the gram)

Chart the process of decay

(This, the measure of a man?)

But it can’t tell us where the soul goes:

For life is more than chemicals

Gravity Well

randomlychad  —  September 1, 2013 — Leave a comment

Like the moon we see, are we:
Locked in orbit around Another,
In thrall to its gravity

The sun to our earth, and our north star
Whom travelers sought from afar,
Both the Father and the mother

Commingled in
Bethlehem

But no rough beast is He
Rather, the consolation of history

And our hearts shrink, and swell,
For there’s no escaping
This gravity well

Mornings are, for me, a slog through lethargy:

A hungover fog of lassitude converges on, and covers, me.

The night, supposed to wash fatigue away, brings me full circle, right where I was before:

Wanting more of that fleeting thing called “sleep.” Yet slowly I creep through the morning’s activities, all while shimmering light harasses

My sleep-starved eyes.

Mornings are, for me, like moving through molasses.

There’s a familiar quality
To all the world I see around me

I’ve been her before

It’s a staggering sameness, a routine:

Lather, rinse, repeat

I get up, I lay down, up, down, left, right, work, eat, sleep…

Ad infinitum

Isn’t there more?

What am I here for?

I am not better than this (this is life)

God help me survey all that I see
Through the lens of eternity

I give You the helm of quotidian realms… Help me see the holy in mundanity

Take my deja vus and make them new:

Elevate my reality.

I give my staggering sameness to You