The weeping God

1.
I see your soul,
Weeping God.
In fear and in doubt
Of human experiences,
Consoling your anxieties,
By avoiding your thoughts,
Judging humanity by their unsavoured actions,
Keeping appearances,
dreading ageing and decay.

2.
I see your foundations,
Rocky Castle.
With little substance underneath,
Bricks baked under a cold sun,
Tender and crumbly
By northern winds
And eastern rains.
A place for hiding ghosts,
Monsters,
Dreams,
Goals,
Or simply murdered angels.

3.
I see your mask,
Face of Adonis.
What are you covering?
Your suffering from others
Or avoiding being contaminated
By fear of other suffering?

4.
The soul of God fears humanity.
Anxious thoughts judging their actions,
Resonating our human decay.

5.
Humanity crumbles,
Decays,
Killing ghosts and angels.
Dreams are murdered and hidden
In solitude away from sight.

6.
I see a faceless mask
Covering a maskless face
Of a lonely God.

7.
God weeps for his soul,
As humanity decays killing dreams.
Angels are judged
For they were once humans
Lost in time.

8.
Paths were created
But lessons remain
And mistakes are repeated,
Whiles masks are used to cover
the shame from God,
From the Soul that lives within us,
Within everything that surrounds us.

Fog in the lake

Photo courtesy of Catherine Malone, Lancashire, UK.

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