At once
I’m a tendril of the divine
Connected to eternity
and yet
Just an appetite
With a voice and thumbs
Tag: paradox
Touchstone Tuesday: Poem XVI
“I hate people”
I whisper,
as I again
reach out
for
connection,
a desperate
paradox.
Wordsmith Wednesday: Poem XVII
You are a radiant paradox,
making me to
cherish the memory
of the past
and the potential
of the future,
being the calm
in my storm
and the storm
in my calm.
Painful Paradox
We’re creatures
so paradoxically made
that we need
pain
dishealth
and heartbreak
to compel us
into self-discipline,
consequences so
grave and horrifying
that we
almost reach out
to good behavior.
Imagine a beast
so depraved
that it cannot
even act
in its own
favor.
Faith, Health, and Other Musings 