i
to the left
on the mountain
i see
Assisi
i think
for sure this road must be to heaven
climbing the heights
oh my oh my
heaven or hell
locked in narrow streets
theme park
Assisi must be heaven
costumed agitation
no facts
winding up to hell
can’t pull
the dots together
desperate to see
performance too thick
ii
up the mountain
to commune with monks
compline peace
disciplines of Benedict
guided with care
dressed to respect
gates locked
monastery locked
compline locked
standing
back to the gate
rooted and strong
facing valley sunset mountains
just stand
do not move
quiet full and empty
no thought
not even God was welcome
so be it
i heard
compline
by the locked gate
back to Norcia
where the ground gave way
but the Heart survived
try again
barred again
gates remotely open
guided
by forbidding signs
to the dark chapel
we wait
late start
missing the
Rule
darkness anger despair arrogance
no love here
pride refuses community
as they disappear
and we
escape into the light
of sunset
so be it
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