Catholic Unto Protestant

When you go away at night
goes away through the oak trees
to the west

It. It. It.

It trails along the Atlantic Ocean

in the stars of Milky Way, the dreams of
our ancestors

They trail and trail a scattered dust

So many different worlds here

But really there is only one

One. One. One.

Where we have met and where
the heart dwells

That is what’s important here

The unification of something unknown
petulant mortals
to the nationed ones, the loyalists
those with small and narrow learnings

We are carrying the same revolutionary
of the sun, we are the message in a body

We are courage and love and wonderment

Such scattered genetic beings, vulnerable
and imperfect

we too, are eternally mathematically mortal


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