The Lust of the Eyes: A Sermon-Poem in This Season of Reckoning

Clarity.
Exposure.
Seeing clearly.

Spring ends ambiguity.

What survived the Long Cold is not immediately welcomed back.

It is measured: awakened desire does not get everything it once reached for.

Attraction is a verdict.

One rendered faster than language, built on what is sensed behind what is shown.

Connection is not a bonus.
It is the bones.

Remove the bones, the body collapses.
Remove connection, attraction fails.
And a face once coveted becomes nothing.
Or worse.

Not because the body changed.
Because what lay beneath was

revealed.
fractured.
proven hollow.

This is Reckoning:

What holds, deepens.
What fails, falls away.
Desire knows integrity is structural.

Reckoning first.
Then the hunt.

AMEN

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