Friday, March 6, 2015

Lenten Walk on Holy Hill











The Flaneur's thoughts turn to representations of religious faith
 with humor and solemnity.





 The Graduate Theological Union
On Walpurgis night defrocked proctors parade past 
Aimless ghosts under the rattling leaves






Boutique theology,
 There's a Starr King waiting in the sky,
He'd like to take us with him,
But he thinks he'd blow our minds






 Cracks and fissures, both actual and figurative
began to show in many religious institutions







 Nondescript, non-denominational,
This modest steeple forms the emblem of Holy Hill,
The city of Berkeley drives past it









 Many today expect to earn heaven on the back end




Come on up to the house
Some feel that urge











 The door, ersatz ancient 
The shad casts expressionistic shadows





 The view West from Holy Hill
A good place for silence, solitude, and contemplation







 A bagel from a bakery on Gilman street,
My simple Lenten fare with water






 This all occurred to me at 
The Pacific School of Religion







 I continued on toward a small Anglican chapel
Where the Flaneur in the past attended vespers








 Everything is sort of mock-medaevil





AAn icon of Mary wears Rosary beads,
Anglicans may I remind the reader






"He's Got the Whole World In His hands" on a picture disc
 Yet at least the chapel kept open
For pilgrims who climb here be-sandaled





 I shall dwell all my days at the table of the Lord









 The time to resume one's burden
 In appearance only as secular saint

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 A evanescent painting of The Crucifiion
In the Theological library,
Where I first read the Gospel of Thomas








 The  Crown of Thorns and the scourge,
The Cross, the nails and the spear
Christ's Passion resides in our hearts
















4 March 2015

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