Reason, Persisting

  from Walled Gardens
  
  And the son arose and started walking
  back towards his father’s place...
 
  Reason, the traveler, never gets to God:
  the traveler’s heart and soul are dust upon the road;
  reason’s eyes are dry, unwashed by the love of God,
  and blind, unwise to the holiness of God.
   
  Reason, the innocent child, stirs up imagination
  out of darkness; the child is moved to discuss eternity
  with thoughtfulness and sensuality
  until God shows up and sweeps it all away.
 
  Reason, the ambitious bird, takes to the air,
  a sparrow claiming the ranks of Gabriel,
  but Reason too, like every Gabriel before the Lord,
  must one day bow its head and fold its wing.
   
  How can one describe God
  if Reason denies that God’s the One,
  the step at the start of the journey,
  and the image before the dream?
 
  How can one discuss God
  if God is just an argument
  and heaven is some distant place
  beyond the rank and file?  O Lone Traveler, stumbling on your wicked soul,
  O Raw Youth, caught up in your shallow sense,
  O Poor Sparrow, making your way to majesty:
  submit yourself to the One without a place.