These are heretical poems about God, religion, the Bible and the Christian religion.
When I Was Small, I Grew
by Michael R. Burch
When I was small,
God held me in thrall:
Yes, He was my All
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The earth turn'd round—Her atmosphere of light
Like a soft radiance round a sapphire flung
Enclosed her as a garment, whose fair hues
Of many-color'd blended harmony
Trembled, as the swift sun-rays shot along
Through the thin vapours of a calm, still sky.
A spirit folded then his azure wing,
And rested from his lone, adventurous flight,
Where the first sunbeams struck the outmost air
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I am no ghost, no phantom
And I’ve chosen to be with you.
We go together, bound for life.
Your light may drown me out by day,
But I am always with you
Beyond the blue sky.
When your light recedes,
contained and settled in the moon,
Gentle against the black night,
......
beyond the realms of reason
lies a kingdom all our own
further than science reaches
explanation still unknown
from the first feeble light
there followed organic strife
miscellany of cosmic motion
so began this terrestrial life
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Three spirits sit upon a low stone wall placed on the top of a hill. Their figures are gray, with human outlines, and their faces are those of a boy, a woman, and an old man. Light is greeting intimations of evening. The wall, the hill, and the figures exist only to the spirits who have created them.
FIRST SPIRIT
We have made a wall
And take it gravely.
SECOND SPIRIT
The pensive vagary
That let us to return to earth
Welcomes these pretty illusions.
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These are heretical poems about God, religion, the Bible and the Christian religion.
When I Was Small, I Grew
by Michael R. Burch
When I was small,
God held me in thrall:
Yes, He was my All
......
I am no ghost, no phantom
And I’ve chosen to be with you.
We go together, bound for life.
Your light may drown me out by day,
But I am always with you
Beyond the blue sky.
When your light recedes,
contained and settled in the moon,
Gentle against the black night,
......
No shadows in the field, save these two
We stand together, alone,
Our arms entwined
Our shadows merged around our feet
Casting an unused shelter.
We look to the horizon,
Through hedgerows,
Beyond the church
Its spire hosting a choir of blackbirds
......
My will is in your hands
A delicate little handful
The gust within my spirit
You're something spiritual
A million miles from here
Is where we're going to
Somewhere it's crystal clear
Pure light out of the blue
......
beyond the realms of reason
lies a kingdom all our own
further than science reaches
explanation still unknown
from the first feeble light
there followed organic strife
miscellany of cosmic motion
so began this terrestrial life
......