Author's Note: Please view all entries in full, you won't be able to read them properly otherwise.
Here is the poem as a whole:
God
I walked alone
and shadows struck me
I greeted faces,
reached for people
But God had turned his back.
beneath consciousness
the deeper waters
appears a cold warrior,
powerful, transforming
We have arrived at a critical mass.
irrevocable change
in a world of exploration
Yet, the heart understood
the death of God
Filled with hubris and danger.
wholeness may be
rooted in heresy
its victory cost dearly
and defeat is in the air.
death by transformation
I walked away,
surrendering to
the vast oceans of myth
and the masks of God.
the courage to let go.
The original article appeared in The Gazette, Montreal, May 17th 1998.
[url="http://rookery1.viary.com/storagev12/518500/518732_6061.jpg">It can be seen here.
Sorry for the size of the picture, had I made it any smaller you would not have been able to read the words anymore.
Good luck, my fellow poets. 