Sunday, November 26, 2006
Blow
The human boy was never designed
to blow his own trumpet. God has
made it quite sure, for him to
topple (if the configurations of the
masterpiece were breached)- with
fractured ribs and bones. But
the mind needs the music of
the trumpet concerto; the
bravura passages shuffling
across the valves of the
brass, dancing into sevenths
of heavens. One might call it
a divine flaw- when gratification
cannot be achieved alone.
Will you help the human boy
with his trumpet? Blow,
Gabriel blow.
cuRRent...jer ¶ 5:54 pm
The human boy was never designed
to blow his own trumpet. God has
made it quite sure, for him to
topple (if the configurations of the
masterpiece were breached)- with
fractured ribs and bones. But
the mind needs the music of
the trumpet concerto; the
bravura passages shuffling
across the valves of the
brass, dancing into sevenths
of heavens. One might call it
a divine flaw- when gratification
cannot be achieved alone.
Will you help the human boy
with his trumpet? Blow,
Gabriel blow.
cuRRent...jer ¶ 5:54 pm
