I used to believe that the earth was the answer
To the question: what is right and perfect
That humanity was a disease worse than cancer
Burning and destroying everything
And I sorrowed our actions
The beast of man, of humans
Our choices and our decay
But now I know
The earth is perfect
Not because of its own design
But because it was made
The trees sway like dancers
The birds and the animal calls are the cantors
In a church for just one
Who is truly perfect
The one without flaw
And who is self aware, and self created
Oh, so perfect, The creator
I am sorry for my friends who are left of center politically, to my friend pagans, and atheists, I realize they'll think that I am purposefully insulting their beliefs. But I am simply saying, I was worshiping the created, rather than the creator, something called idolatry, and I think that in doing that, I was wrong. This is my public apology to my God for missing the point. I always heard in the thunder the voice of God, I found rapture in the glory in nature, yet I thought wow nature is great, instead thinking, God is speaking to me through nature.
Since the cancer I face might take me from this earth, I wanted to right my wrong. I have many but this is one I need to fix.
I am a poet who has both been published and self published. All work on this blog is all copyright Alex Ness. While I make very little money from my work I am technically a professional. Measuring by the hours I've written I am professional. My goal is to share my work with as many people that can read it, as far as the internet may reach with it. I hope if you are moved you will share this blog with others, and perhaps buy my books.
Whatever the result, thank you for viewing this blog. I cannot express how greatly I appreciate the many people, from many places upon the earth, who have visited.
I bid you peace.
Je ne regrette pas la douleur, car il m'a fait plus forte