To truly capture the moment
realising time owns me
my master – enemy – friend
a paradoxical illusion
framework of dreams
mankind’s pathway to hope…
Reaching inwards
pulling apart ribs
to offer my heart
sacrifice to the universe
which deluded men pay no mind…
Building walls around their souls
constructing edifices to self
guided by pride, by fear
knowing not their fortresses are prisons,
prisms in reverse
Religion offering solace, order, comfort
ritualistic acts of piety
to a God who rends his cloak daily
at the futility of those
that are trying to earn salvation
through abstinence and deeds
Enlightenment obtained by grace
which brings change – shows mercy
beyond comprehension dimension
even beyond time
yet in this moment
never beyond God’s transcendental love…
Poetry by ©M.C. Bolton, January 2019