~ Ode to Michelangelo~

The power of a touch,

Creation.

A man,

In repose,

Reaches upward towards his God.


Awesome strength --

The elasticity and power

Of intangible muscles.

Intense vibrations

Of physical prowess,

Combined with the delicacy

Of a creative, vain perfectionist.

Rippling energy extends

From the outstretched hand,

Not yet touching,

But at the moment of climax,

The explosion of Life -- of the first breath.

A billowing cloud of angels forms the backdrop,

For this,

The Everlasting Entity.


The Earth,

His spine and heart,

The breath of his creator,

His air.

He awaits,

Silently,

The first touch

That will animate him,

And lead him onward, ever onward,

Toward his descendants,

And the ultimate fall

Of sin...


~ C.L.R. ~