Day 464: Right
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loneliness can incite religiousness
in a person for all the wrong reasons.
so too,
fear is a zealot
by trade.
but this god was not
the God i knew –
he’s the god i got
when i blindly grew
into my age
and “good” identity.
i left the sage
when safety sent for me.
when god became a man
to whom i could obey,
i left that Blessed Woman
in all her starry spray
i traded her for caution
and comfort under roofs
and inoculate protection
became my divine proofs –
hell –
i must be doing
something right…
…right?
but i am seeing clearer now.
return to me
my holy words,
unholy as i’ve been,
and render me
with new sight made
as only heaven sends.
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