Work in Progress

Some nights sleep comes pretty easy

And dreams are kind

And some nights there is nothing to do

But toss and turn 

In wonder and terror and awe

With the knowledge 

That chapters of the Bible 

Are still being written

One False Move

When God made man 

The angels cheered and said “he will do deeds of mercy.”

But when God made man the angels wept and said “he will do deeds of falsehood.”

In order to make man He had to bury Truth

Underground

Suffering can be borne

But falsehood cannot

I think that’s the idea

So what does it mean to go excavating?

I read that man’s great adventure is to search for Truth 

But the possession of it is God’s alone

I read that God is meaning beyond the mystery

And the meaning is destined to be disclosed 

If we bent down long enough 

To pick up some Truth

Would we stand up as something else 

Altogether?