EASY PREY
This is the simple
way most view life,
their notions
compartmentalized
either black
or white, haunched behind
glass panes,
deceptively final,
as if
selecting one, negates
the other, a
trade-off between
What-you-see-is-what-you-get
and Look-deeply-into-my-eyes.
We think we see
the pebbled rain
in the clarity
of assumed truth.
Questions
abound in the spinning
orbs of niggling
uncertainty.
Too often we
opt for beauty,
the strains
of the joy horns,
something to
see and grasp in hand,
the misguided
sense we live here
Forever. Or
we give ourselves
back to
where we began:
Repentant,
exchanging black
and white
for God’s Light.
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