Oh, ineffable one!
Can you teach me to dance like those enthroned on lotus petals?
Oh, most content one!
I’m weary and morose and I seek comfort in your wisdom!
Oh, most magnanimous one!
Can you teach me to rise above my pettiness and be seated among the sages?
Oh, most munificent one!
Can you cure my most horrendous of proclivities, my hoarding of green paper?
Oh, most effulgent one!
I seek to bask in your glow as the lizards on the rocks before the noonday sun
I’m a seeker of truth and have performed a vivisection on my life
I’ve been lead astray, deep into the numinous forest by the sneaky shepherd
Only for my soul to sink into its own depths of sorrow, for I am most unworthy
Oh, Most Righteous One!
I’ve been aberrant in my ways and I’ve heard your admonitions in the sibilant sounds of serpents.
I’m a seeker of pearls and the greatest of which is your most Heavenly Kingdom
The quintessence of my sins is my belief that I could have lived without your guidance
How naïve and absurd! Surely I’ve been lied to by Zarathustra!
My lips have spilled Your illustrious name in arrogance as a blasphemy upon a blasphemy!
Oh, Most Inexorable One!
Can you teach me to be as sturdy as a mountain in the face of adversity?
Oh, Most Holy Ineffable One!
I cannot play the façade of a henotheist any longer!
I must become an anvil to bear the blows of asceticism before I can become a stylite!
To you I must sacrifice it all!
By: Jerry Benjamin Stout
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