it fails of economic calculation
this proffered salvation, this freedom
that demands such discipline
such enormity of meekness
and extraordinary feats of humility;
the patience, the investment
of time and trial and travail
the suffering–so great and terrible!–
Lord, must it be so? Must it always be so?
and so again i fail from superlunary orbit
crashing into the desert of the real
when the destruction of my personal tower of Babel
(this fanciful, mythic ideal)
reduces me back to my appropriate station.