mysticism and negation

mysticism and negation

fiction
edward w pritchard

When I see the sky and the mountains, I never saw the face of God
when I watched the two year old boy develop, first to the hunt
When I suffered severely at loss,
when I ached for the human condition, aging, death and banality
When I dashed everyone's hopes with tired practicality,
when I was unsure, at loss for an answer,
I smiled as I listened
and being negative by nature and nurture
suggested there might be another way,
I see the sky and the mountains, I never saw the face of God
except in the small Byzantine painting, I keep on the wall in the room where I sleep