I float unsatisfied with the ground.
For many reasons I seem intent
On disconnecting from earth and its meaning.
This stay is short, while the stay beyond
Must be long and short and otherwise.
Am I so close that I feel the pull and become stretched?
Am I so far that I feel it missing, and I grasp?
Am I positioned perfectly both in this world as I am,
and also in the next where I head?
Can anyone read my heart and assure me?
Can anyone read my mind and answer me?
Can anyone balance my soul and explain the counterweights to me?
I question in arrogance whether
I have at times been touched
By the hand of God by my grasping,
Whether I have at times touched
The hand of God from being
Invited from floating to freedom.
So ultimately I ask whether I must die to understand,
Or whether my understanding will aid my journey
After I have shed this body.
It’s a cruel mind that leaves such questions unanswered.
It’s a fine mind that asks,
It’s a bold mind that accepts.
May my mind be clear to aid my heart,
May my heart be passionate to aid my mind and my soul,
May my soul be pure to aid my heart and my mind
In following a grounding float.
SIN & THOU
The child and the old man
Lie without on the ground;
My virgins and my young men
Are fallen by the sword;
Thou hast slain them
In the day of thy wrath
Thous has killed,
And shewn them no pity.
Thou hast called as to a festival,
Those that should terrify me round about,
And there was non in the day
Of the wrath of the Lord
That escaped and was left.
The Lamentations of Jeremiah, 2:21-22 : Douay Rheims
Sin & Thou