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edenfalling) wrote2004-04-01 03:09 pm
edenfalling) wrote2004-04-01 03:09 pm
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[Poetry] "Credo"
I was going to write an April Fool's fic, really I was... but I seem to be fresh out of humorous ideas. Bah.
So instead, loosely in the religious spirit of Easter (more the spring celebration bit, not the specifically Christian version of the rebirth-of-the-year story), here's a poem I wrote a while back in a Building Your Own Theology course. (Yes, Unitarian Universalists really do have adult RE courses like that. We're weird that way. It's one reason I've stayed with the denomination instead of drifting away into vague semi-agnostic semi-paganism with lots of candle rituals.)
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Credo
All things are chance and change.
Right is the mother of wrong,
The sister of sin, and soul of forgiveness,
And all paths that are named and nameless
Are true.
There is no harmony
For within us be dragons
And without us be demons.
We stand against each other,
And all paths that are named and nameless
Are true.
But there is a truth beyond truth.
All sins will be forgiven.
All souls will be delivered.
All faith will be fulfilled.
And all paths that are named and nameless
Are true.
April 27, 2002
revised September 2, 2003
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And yes, I really do track my poetry revisions to the day. Probably because I so rarely write any... I'm all about the prose, baby!
Must go and revise stupid HP one-shots today while I have no classes and have no desire to go outside in the rain. I've started to get itchy feelings that chapter 7 of Secrets is ready to be written, but I refuse to write it until I have my [censored] one-shots out of the way. So I Must! Finish! Editing!
Otherwise they'll never be finished, you know. 'Cause I'm lazy and forgetful like that.
So instead, loosely in the religious spirit of Easter (more the spring celebration bit, not the specifically Christian version of the rebirth-of-the-year story), here's a poem I wrote a while back in a Building Your Own Theology course. (Yes, Unitarian Universalists really do have adult RE courses like that. We're weird that way. It's one reason I've stayed with the denomination instead of drifting away into vague semi-agnostic semi-paganism with lots of candle rituals.)
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Credo
All things are chance and change.
Right is the mother of wrong,
The sister of sin, and soul of forgiveness,
And all paths that are named and nameless
Are true.
There is no harmony
For within us be dragons
And without us be demons.
We stand against each other,
And all paths that are named and nameless
Are true.
But there is a truth beyond truth.
All sins will be forgiven.
All souls will be delivered.
All faith will be fulfilled.
And all paths that are named and nameless
Are true.
April 27, 2002
revised September 2, 2003
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And yes, I really do track my poetry revisions to the day. Probably because I so rarely write any... I'm all about the prose, baby!
Must go and revise stupid HP one-shots today while I have no classes and have no desire to go outside in the rain. I've started to get itchy feelings that chapter 7 of Secrets is ready to be written, but I refuse to write it until I have my [censored] one-shots out of the way. So I Must! Finish! Editing!
Otherwise they'll never be finished, you know. 'Cause I'm lazy and forgetful like that.
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