the mountain top

let us await on the mountain top forever,

let us be transfigured by your divine energy,

let not death mar nor destroy,

 

the paradox of faith demands we step off the mountain top,

to dirty ourselves in this messy broken mass of humanity,

to live with the outcast, the leper, the poor,

to partake in creation,

 

let us be transformed, renewed, recreated,

let our hop not be a disembodied soul nor heaven,

but the rebirth of all, the resurrection of all, the retelling of creation,

 

life is messy and beautiful,

an organic flowing river of human misery and joy,

in one breath, utterly terrifying and wonderful and fucked up,

as we are fucked up, as you and I and him and her,

 

and we will never know,

and we will never hope,

and we will never love,

and we will never have faith enough,

 

so let us not await on the mountain top forever,

rather let us be transfigured by your divine energy,

and do not let death mar nor destroy us,

but let us live, be fully human, to love, to laugh, to weep, to fail and be reborn again

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