The Great Romance

I walk in wonder where the dogwoods bloom

And watch a cardinal red against the white

Aware that in the heart is ample room

For beauty and for sweetness and delight.

We war and hate uncovered in our greed,

Our legendary lust and power's thrill

To fill the bloated ego's wanton need,

Mental beasts trained to love the kill,

Unconscious puppets of a lethal force

Or docile servants of an enemy

Who lurks unseen to plot our downward course

And drive us towards the gates of infamy.

In pain we labour and to death we yield

Unwilling to admit the God within,

The inner chamber's door lies bricked and sealed

And all our native light is cloaked in sin.

From the surrounding darkness truth shall surge

Breaking the fortress of our ignorance

And from the rubble strewn a thaumaturge

Divinity renew the great romance.