Sedimentary Earth

 

When death takes away the loved,

I imagine God as a librarian on a rainy day,

 

leafing through his card catalogue file, pulling out a card,

tracing the Dewey decimals to read our yet unfinished work.

 

I see in a certain clarity, a vision perhaps,

much like John’s apocryphal revelation

 

of Him sitting among the angelic realm,

on His omnipotent throne pondering as a chess master would

 

all permutations to advance His divine providence.

And I imagine us as ants on this earth,

 

so small and inconsequential that we cannot comprehend

the larger orchestrated movements beyond the two-by-two section

 

of  backyard we inhabit.  So, we assemble in an odd ball assortment

of played out drama, laying to rest within a kernel of the earth to

 

form the next sedimentary layer like dinosaurs extinct but preserved,

acting as a rude reminder of our fallen, unforgiving world.

 

- Mark Trubisky

Inspired by the painting “Sedimentary Earth”

 

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