The beholder

Posted on July 18th, 2008 by george.
Categories: poetry.

he is the one
who lights the match
holds it to the tear-soaked wood
and prays
his faith is worthy
of the miracle
to set the pile of sticks
the tinder of his past
all that counts for his life
ablaze
to melt the golden calf
and let run
the molten, searing pain
of his vain imaginings
away
far away
down the river
clogged with self-wrought
chains

2 comments.

atoosa

Comment on July 19th, 2008.

beautiful and wrenching metaphors – so resonant with any of us who have grown through the purifying fire of tests

Mom

Comment on July 22nd, 2008.

George, delight in the joy of knowing you are LOVED immeasurably by God, your family and your multitude of friends.

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