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Catalyst of a
Quantum Leap
A liar held I at first our Mrs. Shwark, She appeared wrong to my mind’s fluttering lark, that superficially dashed across heavens, feigning to look for truth but without real sense.
She appeared wrong, to eyes sunk in appearance. She said there was truth, where dismal lies lured men’s interior. The world above the world, alone, the realm of the spiritual, was under siege,
by Contradiction, whore of the world below. Aggression drew it’s sword for a fatal blow. Chaos seemed to be a seem-to-be, a beast bent on killing souls, and on them cruelly feast.
What did this prophet bear in her holy words, To help me see the madness of our madness, “our,” I mean of us who live in appearance, afraid to look with eyes to see the great dents
our Selfishness has beaten into the whole of a cosmos God gave us, to save our soul? An old woman taught me to see, deeply love, to pursue the truth and the good things above.
True as a word sworn upon, Peaceful as a summer dawn, With a bold soldier’s courage, Attraction that could ravage the heart more than filthy lust. Spiritual clarity must gather wisdom like fresh dew in this woman’s avenue of thought, of prayer, and mercy. Her soul for truth was thirsty, like a dear for a cool stream; Principle, her light and dream.
In my childhood the world of appearance Came in conflict with that of reality, So she trusted me and, in battle’s heat, lanced me into war, when I dreaded my frailty.
The battle for truth was what my heart hungered, I satiated my longing with the gift of myself in love. For Madam Truth lingered in my mind long enough to show me the rift
of love and egotism. T’was me or you, no room for both, and you I could find in truth, only by renouncing the selfishness true, by enthroning but you in my heart’s own booth.
She taught me to love God, this good old woman, and to love neighbor. And to do so searching for the truth as my one supreme gift to both. For man is just a creature God imaging,
both famished for, not shadow, but truth and love, appearance giving way to truth, and virtue demolishing vice, until God’s light blasts above upon earth, teaching us to give me to you.
Fr. Paul Ward |