The Acrophobic Mountaineer Poem by Stan Petrovich

I have kooked into Baha'i: Truth in Process; Buddhism: All is Mind; Christianity: But I Say Unto You; Christian Science: Spirit and Matter; Confucianism: A Culture of Order; Daoism: The Way And Its Power; Hinduism: Thou Art That; Iconography: The Shape And Colour of Faith; Islam: And Muhammad Is His Prophet.

They take themselves too seriously. The heaven's are indifferent.

The cold stillness of the stars grabs my attention and moves me more.
A galaxy of stars, a great speeds, is but a smuge wiping the end of the telescope.
It eats and defecates stars like language.
There is an icy unmovement to the heavens.
I look down at them from a cliff;
At existence and am dram to fear it.