909 NO MIGHTY FORTRESS 05-16-2020




filling, yet beyond, space and place,
by times steady, measured pace,
by beam or stone or Writ,
by human minds
flimsy constraints,


to blow where It chooses,
to caress who ever She desires,
to pummel, scorge or crucify
as He wills.

Any edifice raised
to contain
in its blueprints,
conceived and built on sand.

Any defining construct,
any cherished epifiany
is worshiped
in its insufficiency.

Only from a boundless desert sea
might arise such a Deity.
Only in the awed and fearing
minds of believers
might be born such fruitless attempts
to restrain.

A mighty fortress
might their god be.



will never be
mere mighty fortress.

About Ken Greenman

Married and Happy. Retired and busy. Living in NC. 71 and counting. December 12, 2020 and it's 72! ... I would love some written comments, critiques, adulation or kind suggestions.... If you have the time and or inclination, please feel free! Not in fear but by faith. We will see. See you later! If you ever want to talk for real, email me and I will send you my cell number.... I am enjoying this!
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