Friday, June 20, 2014


Assume that every human’s meant to grow
According to our kind’s innate design
Into a loving entity aglow
With wisdom that makes cheerful faces shine.

What is it then that thwarts this grand intent
Turning so many anguished souls sour,
Estranged from ways for which their lives were meant,
Depleted of their inner wisdom’s power?

This is the Mystery of Iniquity—
That we who should be loving, kindly, just
Are moved instead to such apostasy
By pride and anger, gluttony and lust.

     Salvation, though, the path to growing wise,
     Lies not beyond our power to realize.