Believer

881dcba09ed3d67a2696087e3073a908by Marc Gilbert12 Jan 2015

The world, a cave,
a cacophony of echoes,
the work of voices and hands–
monsters and messiahs,
shadow puppets on a wall.

Egocentric projections,
candles in mirrors–
a million choirs in separate circles
singing selfhood in a round.

To break the chain is to risk salvation.
The devil’s name is doubt.
Curse my ears should I hear from others,
damn my eyes should they stray from light.