AS MY MIND COLLECTS MYRIAD IMAGES

AS MY MIND COLLECTS MYRIAD IMAGES,

FLEETING THOUGHTS AND DISCARDS

THEM WITH UNCONSCIOUS EASE.

ONE PERSISTENT, GHOSTLY, UNIDENTIFIABLE

UNDULATING SHADOW,

KEEPS RE-APPEARING, PLAYING HIDE AND SEEK,

FILLING ME WITH VAGUE UNEASE.

IS IT THE MEMORY OF THE RISING SUN

CHASING THE SHADOWS OUT ACROSS

THE DEWEY MEADOW GREEN,

THAT IS PROMPTIMG ME TO BELIEVE AND

SEEK, AN ETERNAL POWER, CONSISTENT, UNSEEN.

AS I LIGHT THIS SMALL CANDLE SO

LIFELESS, INSIGNIFICANT AND SLIGHT-

UTTER SILENCE, PITCH BLACK, DARKNESS

CAN'T STIFLE, AND FLEES FROM THIS TINY LIGHT.

I TRY TO RATIONALIZE TO PERFECTLY

LOGICAL, TO BE ABLE TO SEE FOR MYSELF

A (THAT) SUPERNATURAL BEING.

IS HE HIDING FROM MY UNBELIEF, JUST

WAITING UPON SOME POSITIVE FAITH,

THAT THO, NOT SEEING BUT BELIEVING.

THOUGH I MEDITATE, I STUDY, I TOIL

FOR KNOWLEDGE, FORMAL SCIENCE TO COMMAND

BUT AS I PAUSE IN MY EFFORTS, I MUST BEGRUDGINGLY

ADMIT ALL LABOR, ALL EFFORT, ALL KNOWLEDGE, ALL POWER

REST IN THOSE NAIL SCARRED HANDS

by

James Gargus

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