Autobiography of a Creature from Deep Heaven

A POEM

By E. O’Brien Jr. | September 1984

I was the spark

who lit the face of God

when he flicked his rod

to quell the hateful dark.

I am the sire

of life when I tease

my kiss on primal seas.

I am sunfire.

My nudge is so fine

electrons bounce at my push.

A comet’s tail bends to my brush,

I am starshine.

I fly so fast

that none can prove

I made a move

until I’m past,

nor seize my trace

of falling fire-ice

as I streak and slice

through fields of space.

Yet I’m irked, know why?

Though I graze Saturn and sear it,

the remarkable speed of spirit

is faster than I.

Sonnet

“Walk circumspectly, and redeem the time

Because the days are evil,” said Saint Paul.

And…

Turning

“Alas, I cannot find my God,” Man said

Blind with seeking, all but garroted

By…

Old Cathedral

This granite faith was pressed against the sky

And, wonder, stood alone;

The truth of…