If you are the prize
gladly will I pay the price.
Heaven help me
the cost ain’t cheap.
is one for the heart.
Ask this question
is the path
one with heart?
Fate or destiny.
Which will it be?
Fate for the faint of heart.
Destiny for the devil
willing to grasp
that second chance.
“God grabbed me by the balls”, a man could easily have uttered.
Since I am female, i have no idea what the equivalent is.
The gods have multiple ways of calling one’s attention. From subtle to sublime, mind~boggling to mind~blowing, soft to shrill, decent to downright low and dirty, they do play hardball.
Sit up and listen, or pay the price. Either way, the gods will have their say. Heaven will have its way.
Were you in a casino, the house always wins. Your angel can only stand helplessly by, tearfully moaning “i told you so, but no, you refused to listen.”
What then is one supposed to do confronted with a situation so dire, it is of calamitous proportions?
Does one~given lemons~make champagne? Or handed thorny roses~create eau de toilette, perfume perhaps?
How do you play rough and tumble with something, someone, you can’t even see, let alone argue with?
Who was it who said it is not for us to ask or reason why?
Between nightmares, then, and the solitary solace of slumber; between the chorus of voices dictating choices, and righteous paths for you to walk; between death and the devil incarnate; between truth and the lies that hold one hostage; between the fear that hears only its screams, and the shallow echo of hope too dim it may as well be muted, which poison pill does one pick: red for lethal injection, or deeper red to chop off one’s head?
I am being facetious, I tell myself.
One is either smart stupid, or foolishly arrogant. In the end, it does not matter. When one refuses to choose, the choice is made for her. And so one chooses what, hopefully, makes her congruent. Rightly or wrongly, she alone suffers the consequence.
A Phd in Faith? From elementary straight on to a doctorate degree. A colossal leap of faith. And while we’re at it, throw in a sturdy backbone for good measure.
When heaven plays dirty, one can only fall on one’s knees. In utter humility.