Shekinah Glory

Some artist’s successes
are almost as interesting
as their exquisite failures.
These failures are like wax melting
in a sun’s increasing heat
that frees carefully placed feathers.
A once soaring Icarus
tumbles awkward, grotesquely
to the earth’s unforgiving crust.
It is in the pathology
of the thud, the violent
cracking of bones
that we know both
the infinite reach for perfection
and gravity’s constant pull