Biblical Icicles

A group of men in ancient times agreed
on what we should believe and what reject,
established for millennia the creed
that future generations should respect,
the creed we should regard as Spirit-given,
and give our lives, if needed, to protect,
and God knows if we’d ever be forgiven
if we felt that it harbored some defect.
But, Love, I must confess I find it rigid,
as any living, breathing, thing is not,
and like a lifeless corpse that’s stiff and frigid,
that can’t grow as we do, but only rot.
A stone that seals a grave, a creedal prison,
I feel can’t hold You—Love—alive and risen.

Untitled
Mario A. Pita

Advertisements
This entry was posted in Uncategorized and tagged , , , , . Bookmark the permalink.

Leave a Reply

Fill in your details below or click an icon to log in:

WordPress.com Logo

You are commenting using your WordPress.com account. Log Out /  Change )

Google+ photo

You are commenting using your Google+ account. Log Out /  Change )

Twitter picture

You are commenting using your Twitter account. Log Out /  Change )

Facebook photo

You are commenting using your Facebook account. Log Out /  Change )

Connecting to %s