Wonderfully Terrifying

Wonderfully terrifying

The measure of which

A being

Or not yet?

Or more so?

Is so closely intimate

Harrowingly acquainted

With our deepest

Our blackest

Our coldest

But infinitely higher

And separated

Outside of ourselves

Oh the heights to which we can reach

And grasp!

And hold!

Not my grip

It could not hold the weight

Of thick vapor

Of massive hollowness

No I am nothing

And the audacity

Which compels my mind

to step up

On crippled legs

Or beaten back

That was his doing

His perfectly glorious intercession