Post 300

Prelude

She climbed Ben Nevis as a matter of course
The course of her life involved scaling peaks routinely
And this wasn’t the highest

Peaks in thin blue air belong
To those who begin on the ground
Where the wildcat shrieks
Where help is nowhere to be found

Peaks in thin blue air belong
To those who plan, who work, and most of all,
To those who want
Strength is given to those who want to be strong

Against temptation
Of all kinds
She fought
Sometimes she won by never beginning
Sometimes she won by finally ending
What weighed her down
Or what might

To climb is to be light
To climb is to fight, mainly, oneself
But of course there are others
Who could not bear to see her on the high ground
The high ground which couldn’t be taken from her

After all,
She wanted what others did not want
She wanted wisdom
Upon reading Solomon’s praise of it
Better than silver
Better than gold
Wow

After Ben Nevis, mountains covered in snow
Standing at one peak and looking at others
A sinner must love the snow
“Come now, let us reason together,
    says the Lord:
though your sins are like scarlet,
    they shall be as white as snow;
though they are red like crimson,
    they shall become like wool.”

Indeed, who had escaped the era of darkness without stain?
Had she?
Probably not.

In any case
She packed her briefcase and continued her trek.
For what was she seeking?
For whom was she seeking?
She sought for a companion for the journey
Across the millennium

And on the other side of the divide
Which began on 01.01.01
A child was conceived
A baby of and for the third millennium
Unstained by what had come before

Here words must pause
One day you will see this one
This one who accompanied humanity
As we fell down into the eschatological fold
Between the dark past and the bright future
And rose up again
One day the story will fully be told

And you’ll understand
Everything that I cannot say now
By straightforward prose
So for now only a poem
Reckless in meter
And accidental in rhyme

A poem about a girl
Who got what she wanted
After all,
She wanted what others did not want
She wanted wisdom
Upon reading Solomon’s praise of it
Better than silver
Better than gold
Wow