Sedimentary Earth
When death takes away the loved,
I imagine God as a librarian on a rainy day,
leafing through his card catalogue file, pulling out a card,
tracing the Dewey decimals to read our yet unfinished work.
I see in a certain clarity, a vision perhaps,
much like John’s apocryphal revelation
of Him sitting among the angelic realm,
on His omnipotent throne pondering as a chess master would
all permutations to advance His divine providence.
And I imagine us as ants on this earth,
so small and inconsequential that we cannot comprehend
the larger orchestrated movements beyond the two-by-two section
of backyard we inhabit. So, we assemble in an odd ball assortment
of played out drama, laying to rest within a kernel of the earth to
form the next sedimentary layer like dinosaurs extinct but preserved,
acting as a rude reminder of our fallen, unforgiving world.
- Mark Trubisky
Inspired by the painting “Sedimentary Earth”
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