Jan G. Otterstrom F.

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Who are you though, fragmented image
genius of God, broken by time, measured
to inhabit separated worlds, appearance
of wholeness, a latitude with longitude
in space, verbal equivalents that implicate
structured skeleton of girders, beams, bone
framework of imagination that questions
all designs, even dark silhouettes framed
within the stillness of night, to cast suspicion
on robes, vestments, phylacteries, coverings
of authority, ancient powers of darkness
in folds of ignorance, lack of knowledge
that conceals and adorns, drapes truth
humbleness of who we really are.

Jan G. Otterstrom F. 9/05/2013