My Problem With Evil
As pre-pubescent predilections erected
a shadow in my mirror
A more safely theological "Problem of Evil"
evolved into the elephant in my bedroom
of my own irresistible Evil nature:
My longing for mutually beloving
intimate relationships
that could only be masculine compelling
and true
and good
if spiritually "evil."
Yet when I spoke with Elder trees,
listened to mourning dove sighs,
watched seasons surf
synergetic equipoise,
I felt passionate omnipresence
still-struggling toward a polyculturing grace
of radically omnipotent grace,
bi-generative sacred place.
Natural systems seemed bisexually organizing
and inclusively regenerative,
or human nature cannot thrive
a bicameral balancing mind
within EarthTribe's evolving body.
Evil revolves more justly
when spelled backward.
My good and true resolution
to Live
as multiculturally compassionate
as possible.
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