Gospel Truth

With no story behind this Good News


Didymos Judas, no tales


Of tall wonders that must be believed


Or else belief and faith fails,


No seed in an immaculate womb,


No Christ unearthed from within a tomb,






There is just the word. And the word is


Ahamkara: trinity


Of body, mind and soul obscuring


Glimmer of divinity


From which self-promotion turns its face,


Denying the sovereignty of grace.






Then the word is Monakos, courage


To stand apart, not follow


Well worn routes, nor find refuge in crowds.


Decline direction to go


A way unmapped, seeking novel signs


Only an adventurer divines.






And the word becomes Metanoia,


An absolute need to know,


Blindness being transformed into clear sight


When light chases the shadow


Of fear away. Don’t simply believe


What all too readily can deceive.






No empyrean above the stars,


No infernal realm beneath,


No strict words of God in testaments


Voiced by prophets through clenched teeth.


For scripture cannot make Man of ape,


Only reason, reason and agape.


 
Dave Alton