Eight: final resolution (poem)
final resolution
what is the divine
to lift you above
the shits of the world
Who sits aloft, alone
what is It
to love with evenhandedness
and no one, no one
released from that embrace
no matter what they’ve done
then, what is the divine
so large a thing
making the one to one
of humans discarding one another
a mockery
Well, no. A falling short
What climb greater than the climb
what mission, for born-to-the-grail types
what sacrifice? A cool, edge-of-doom, “Got that.”
when the aspirant chooses Alone
not to be Messiah
no I am, I want, I
no reciprocation, no uncleareyedness
no inner drive, save but
pity, and wanting the poor creature
to find a home
Here, if harried from every other door
final resolution
Snares
(2021, Stephanie Foster)