Thursday, June 05, 2008

And do you stare

And do you stare

And do you stare,
your stony gape
upon good and bad
in equal fee ?
Or do you keep
that soulless gaze
for meagre sinners
such as me ?
And year on year,
through rain and shine
mantled night
and uncloaked day,
do you see reality
shrouded, disguised,
unspoken, passing
by this way ?
For if saint you are
or saint you were
or saint
you might have been,
I am certain
I could never be
best nor worst
that you have seen.
And tomorrow,
like today,
in well-trod path
and sorrow’s gain,
like cloud dropped tear
or bird’s relief
I’ll add yet one more link,
to my Marley’s chain.
Things I’ve done,
or wouldn’t do,
spoken words
that hurt and shame,
will bring me, saint,
beneath your gaze
again, again, again.

1 comment:

Cami said...

"I could never be
best nor worst
that you have seen"

There is such a dignity to this statue, what a beautiful shot!