Since we are always bumping up against
\nthe limits of what we can and cannot see,
\nwe must admit this discipline is sore,
\na horse hair shirt drawn tight against the skin,
\na flagellation of the lonely mind.<\/p>\n
Perhaps if we could glimpse the lovely face,
\na beatific vision of the God
\nwhose thoughts we strain to comprehend, just for
\na blink of time, we might surpass the soul’s
\ncaptivity and apprehend the Truth.<\/p>\n
But none can see the face of God and live,
\nso our sacred scriptures say.\u00a0 Perhaps the
\nscribe who first put this to parchment knew too
\nwell the contemplative frame.\u00a0 Perhaps he
\nwished to warn us off, to make us close the book.<\/p>\n
Yet here we are before the mysteries, No, our subject hides like a mythic beast, Still, a hint of beauty draws us out, past <\/p>\n","protected":false},"excerpt":{"rendered":" Since we are always bumping up against the limits of what we can and cannot see, we must admit this discipline is sore, a horse hair shirt drawn tight against the skin, a flagellation of the lonely mind. Perhaps if we could glimpse the lovely face, a beatific vision of the God whose thoughts we […]<\/p>\n","protected":false},"author":2,"featured_media":0,"comment_status":"open","ping_status":"open","sticky":false,"template":"","format":"standard","meta":{"jetpack_post_was_ever_published":false,"_jetpack_newsletter_access":"","_jetpack_dont_email_post_to_subs":false,"_jetpack_newsletter_tier_id":0,"_jetpack_memberships_contains_paywalled_content":false,"_jetpack_memberships_contains_paid_content":false,"footnotes":"","jetpack_publicize_message":"","jetpack_publicize_feature_enabled":true,"jetpack_social_post_already_shared":false,"jetpack_social_options":{"image_generator_settings":{"template":"highway","default_image_id":0,"font":"","enabled":false},"version":2}},"categories":[30,74],"tags":[],"class_list":["post-2589","post","type-post","status-publish","format-standard","hentry","category-poetry","category-spirit"],"jetpack_publicize_connections":[],"jetpack_featured_media_url":"","jetpack_sharing_enabled":true,"jetpack_shortlink":"https:\/\/wp.me\/p824rZ-FL","jetpack-related-posts":[],"_links":{"self":[{"href":"https:\/\/davidopderbeck.com\/tgdarkly\/wp-json\/wp\/v2\/posts\/2589","targetHints":{"allow":["GET"]}}],"collection":[{"href":"https:\/\/davidopderbeck.com\/tgdarkly\/wp-json\/wp\/v2\/posts"}],"about":[{"href":"https:\/\/davidopderbeck.com\/tgdarkly\/wp-json\/wp\/v2\/types\/post"}],"author":[{"embeddable":true,"href":"https:\/\/davidopderbeck.com\/tgdarkly\/wp-json\/wp\/v2\/users\/2"}],"replies":[{"embeddable":true,"href":"https:\/\/davidopderbeck.com\/tgdarkly\/wp-json\/wp\/v2\/comments?post=2589"}],"version-history":[{"count":0,"href":"https:\/\/davidopderbeck.com\/tgdarkly\/wp-json\/wp\/v2\/posts\/2589\/revisions"}],"wp:attachment":[{"href":"https:\/\/davidopderbeck.com\/tgdarkly\/wp-json\/wp\/v2\/media?parent=2589"}],"wp:term":[{"taxonomy":"category","embeddable":true,"href":"https:\/\/davidopderbeck.com\/tgdarkly\/wp-json\/wp\/v2\/categories?post=2589"},{"taxonomy":"post_tag","embeddable":true,"href":"https:\/\/davidopderbeck.com\/tgdarkly\/wp-json\/wp\/v2\/tags?post=2589"}],"curies":[{"name":"wp","href":"https:\/\/api.w.org\/{rel}","templated":true}]}}
\nstraining to reconcile opposing thoughts,
\nmaking careful distinctions with our words,
\nas though our language were the substance — the
\nousia<\/em>, to be smart — of our subject.<\/p>\n
\na Behemoth rumored to inhabit
\nthese seas, who swallows the universe whole.
\nWe are in his belly without knowing
\nwe have been consumed, stewed, and digested.<\/p>\n
\nour subjectivity, something glimmering
\nin the peripheral field of vision,
\nwhere sight is most sensitive in darkness
\nto movement and the light from distant stars.<\/p>\n