By: Ken Bennet

BEGINNINGS
In silent searching sorties to the psyche´s
secret store
of myth and magic memories
imagination bore
me onward over obstacles obscured by
legend´s lore.
In Principle or person was my parentage?
I prayed
to abrogate affects of ancient argument
as fact instead of fiction, forcing fantasies
to fade.
A baby born in Bethlehem, believed by us
to be
God´s gift of grace and glory, galvanized
Gethsemane --exposed the ego´s essence of eternal
enmity.
Thinking thus on theories theologicalin theme,
rejected I religion´s ruthless reasons
to redeem
this sinner from his sacrilegious search for
self esteem.
Where human happenings are hieroglyphs
of heresy,
obsolete obeisance over
objectivity,
trumpets tendencies to temper
triviality.