There
is a multifaceted existence that allows us to believe
more
than one thing at a time.
There
is a Victorian door of thought
you
must pass through,
to
decorate the lofty ornate rooms,
and
arrange the blooms
from
floor to ceiling
with
inspiration,
wafts
of cedar and balsam rise limitless;
now,
hang the snowflakes a child made
to
the ceiling by a theocratic thread,
and
watch the genius stroke of wide brush,
as
snowflakes fall like milky fairies from the sky.
Is
the galaxy a mineral,
a
plant, or an animal?
Atheists
believe it to be a metal,
Buddhists
believe it to be a plant,
while
Christians believe it to be a person.
The
moment earth was visible,
was
the moment at which the person said:
“Let
there be light,” and the diamonds
(each
facet said “light!”)
appeared
beneath the earth’s stones
and caves to symbolize covenant.
Emily Isaacson
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