Horizontal Transcendence

To better view the fairest stars of
Genesis,
learned priests and lectors
of vertical transcendence
built towers over clouds
beyond the touch of worldly toil.

Standing below in soiled boots,
newer prophets citing
the universal brotherhood of
mitosis, chromosomes and DNA,
urge a new transcendence
spread on a horizontal plane
where bridges are preferred to ladders.

Muffled distant drums,
beating sombre warnings
of poisoned waters and global heat,
summon us down
from our lofty towers of denial.

Murmuring rhythms of forests and streams
and all species of flora and fauna
line out the same life beats
as the engines in our chests.
The God without is the God within -
nested in our nuclei.

With global death within the grasp
of our reckless finger tips,
and bullet fever
infesting our earthly villages,
are we ready yet
to yield a measure of our trust
to the healing power
of horizontal transcendence?

Reviews

[John Anderson]

I love the vivid imagery in this poem. Well done

[Augustus]

A deep, thoughtful, thought-provoking write. There is a grandeur to your words which suits the philosophical tone of the poem quite well. I can see a critique of religion here too....urging us to look within and around, rather than above for salvation. I loved the line "where bridges are preferred to ladders". That is a gorgeous metaphor. You have also brought in a few biological terms but they do not seem out of place. I think "horizontal transcendence" is a beautiful phrase. Overall, a very impressive write! Well done!

[An owl on the moon]

A powerful word that flows within... released here through your contemplations and meant to bring a much needed healing to the world.