Appendix Five
Outlaw
An outlaw is a man
A man made whole.
Born in quiet and
solitude
The quiet of
aloneness.
Wind, cold and
desolate
Heralds his birth
And being.
Eyes like polished
glass
Opening on
everything
Nothing.
His flesh shivers,
then accepts
The coldness passes.
It was only a
fleeting thought
Set aside now
Forgotten.
His life pulses in
rhythm
Time is a schedule
Life a continuum.
To the man
All is simple, clear
To live.
The flesh of God
Lies within him
Transforming.
Its essence absorbed
Flowing through his
veins
Cleansing.
Bursting into his
brain
Lifting a thousand
shades
Clearing binding
webs.
Webs like steel
girders
Weighing upon the
mind
Suppressing the man.
And the man knew God
And he was made
free.
All history and
tradition
Culture and words
Rescinded -- Grace.
Freedom from the
past
And from the future
An outlaw.
God moved through
him
And he was God
He was neither good
nor evil
Nor right or wrong
And the man moved
With the world and
of it
But, not through it
For he knew not
The world, nor man
Being both
And yet, something
else.
David
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