mountains of Arafat

I’ve never read The Davinci Code

though I understand its appeal;

often, we like to imagine things are not as we’ve been told

even as we prefer to understand them

as we’ve always understood.

But I must caution, of the pursuit of truth in lies

of those things that have always been (quietly) understood

not to be persuaded

lest, once won over to the coquetry of honest trifles

we find ourselves in plain darkness

betrayed

to deepest consequence—!

recalling the face of truth and goodliness, which we know

has never changed.


by the mysteries of the biblical Flood and the auguries of Banquo in Macbeth.

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