Poem: "Mutual Superstitions"
This poem came out of the June 3, 2014 Poetry Fishbowl. It was inspired by a prompt from 
dialecticdreamer. It also fills the "superstition" square in my 5-22-14 card for the
origfic_bingo fest. This poem has been sponsored by Anthony & Shirley Barrette. You can read about the sonnet form online.
"Mutual Superstitions"
-- a sonnet
Let science scoff at what religion knows --
It was not superstition lit the suns,
Nor wrote the universe in aughts and ones --
The solar wind as breath from God's lip blows.
Let priests roll eyes at scientists' good prose --
It is not prayer that lifts a rocket's tons
Nor is the atom cleaved by singing nuns --
On answered questions, from the mud, we rose.
Our superstition's mutual and blind,
But break through its embrace and so we see
A need as much for spirit as for mind:
Together God and science set us free.
First contact wakes us up to what we find
And bids us kiss the lock, then turn the key.
dialecticdreamer. It also fills the "superstition" square in my 5-22-14 card for the
origfic_bingo fest. This poem has been sponsored by Anthony & Shirley Barrette. You can read about the sonnet form online.
"Mutual Superstitions"
-- a sonnet
Let science scoff at what religion knows --
It was not superstition lit the suns,
Nor wrote the universe in aughts and ones --
The solar wind as breath from God's lip blows.
Let priests roll eyes at scientists' good prose --
It is not prayer that lifts a rocket's tons
Nor is the atom cleaved by singing nuns --
On answered questions, from the mud, we rose.
Our superstition's mutual and blind,
But break through its embrace and so we see
A need as much for spirit as for mind:
Together God and science set us free.
First contact wakes us up to what we find
And bids us kiss the lock, then turn the key.