Religion

Born from dogma, and often circumscribed, The stern, yet dedicated nurse Soothes our usual wounds and patiently deals With humankind's litany of time honoured Complaints. For some this suffices. While there Are more adventurous others, who may Seek out alternative ways: more modern, Enigmatic or esoteric solutions. For there are many pathways to the Light. There are also many distractions: from Pastimes, drugs, idolatry to vulgar Jingoism; from incessant work to The wild pursuit of sordid ecstasies; From vain meanderings to the worship Of lesser gods at the neon market: That's more alluring than church or temple. Each distractions seems to be an attempt To fend off death for as long as possible. Whether we remain with, or return to The trusted, yet stern nurse is a matter Of conscience. Do we break away from The doubted centre of Being as we Continue to deny the darkness, or Decipher obscure mysteries on our Own? Or do we simply stick with the tried and Tested, in warm communion with others? Perhaps it's the case that we are now so Self - aware and self-actualised That we no longer require a crutch to Lean upon? These questions still plague my mind.