Thursday, July 13, 2006

Agony of a Gnostic

It makes no sense
all those symbols
rituals
gone awry

why take
a blessing
from someone
unworthy?

his hands are dirty
by association

his mind
even dirtier
through confession

Compassion knows
no native soil
it sprouts
in unlikely
potholes
and
grows
in between
barren rock

amid
the stoic faces
of saints

in the blank
stares
of devotees

perhaps
not nurtured
but
chanced upon

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