Finally - A Reply to Meditation #17

God employs several translators; some pieces are translated by age, some by sickness, some by war,
some by justice; but God's hand is in every translation, and his hand shall bind up all our scattered leaves again for that library where every book shall lie open to one another. As therefore the bell that rings to a sermon calls not upon the preacher only, but upon the congregation to come, so this bell calls us all.   

John Donne, Meditation 17 

Enlightenment 

Entails a stutter step

Or a stammering

Thanks to the absurdity

Of the Brightness

If you're unprepared

It can be hazardous

To your health

The equivalent

To a stroke or

A Richter 10 quake

But how unlike

A beast is humankind

That we can lift

Our hind legs upward

In prayer (not merely

to urinate)

Over our heads

In submission

To the laws of

Anti-gravity

And while sitting

On the mat if you tell

Me not to ask

For whom the bell tolls

Or the siren wails

I’ll take comfort

In knowing that

It wails for me

Celebrating the
Not-self's return