Poem – Reflections (By David Russell)

Reflections

First there was a God

Bounded by no face,

Faced by no bounds.

 

Yet first there was a mirror

(What first is first with no bounds clear?)

 

The mirror drew the sun,

Scored with its bounds the sky

And drew the God a face –

 

And drew the God to Man;

 

So drawn, the God transgressed –

Now knowing circumscribed.

 

It was his lot

To seek the sun’s end;

 

He was absorbed

 

(And which was first is first with no bounds clear?)

 

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