Tear the Veil

One humid night in April, I was walking back to my dorm and God  struck me utterly with  the truth of himself: his love, his grace, his nearness. Everything that I believed became clear to me and I felt I could almost touch all those truths that somehow manage to remain in my head, yet fail to penetrate my heart. I wrote this poem after I got back, struck by the monotony and disinterest we as Christians find ourselves fighting against everyday. I wrote these words asking God to let me not pass by his  unhuman, sacrificial love that I so often ignore or count as common.

Tear the Veil

 In humid breath of quiet night your meaning dances free,

And joyful darkness sways in time with whispered mystery,

The veiled emerges, twirling in a stunning splash of red,

Enlightens, then retreats into a specter of the dead.

Your clarity abstracted; in the daylight smog it seems

That hopes you spoke into the soul are only distant dreams

I strain to capture, resurrect the clarity I knew

But every try dissolves to a diluted, weakened brew.

Metaphors may try to breathe your precious cry

But only do in vain, and fade into a lie.

They lie in droning songs, that chant the same cliché,

That knock on Wisdom’s door, but mouth the truth away.

The curse of earth to birth pretensions covering the right

Drags men and women forward with the hollow clone of light.

Seeing but not seeing, singing without song,

The chosen roam in comatose believing of the wrong.

The good men filled with hunger race after worms and mold,

Mirages tantalize the wise when thirst has got its hold,

Blindfolds mock the chosen ones, who think they have their sight,

Eclipses blind and shatter life with brilliant streams of light.

Truth caged in a dimension, only touched in times

When souls are quiet, fixed on whispers far beyond the rhymes.

But days of stale monotony exalt the longing sigh,

The goal of motion, meaning sought within the laughing lie.

So bring back color, vibrancy to black and white review,

Define the wine, the bread; refresh with glimpses of the new.

Come break the barricades to meaning guarded by the lies,

And shatter repetition with your wordless loving eyes.