Category: The Angst of Loving


He called to a people,
who did not know
him. Today,
I have become your Father,
and you,
are my children.

In swaddling clothes
you scurried,
running, here
and there,
leaving brothers
and sisters behind,
in your daily duties,
forgetting,
the words, I put
into your heart.

Today, you
hear My voice.
I know your name,
today, rend
your ways,
seek mercy-
be merciful,
love one another
as I love you.
Turn, from
wickedness, and
I will hear
from heaven.
I have forgiven
you. I will heal
the land,
and you, will
know salvation.

Critical email,
in the office, doesn’t seem
so important now.

Killed,
beaten,
held down-
spared,
constantly being made,
trying to turn you back
as you fly by
in a nick-
saved,
you heal
all wounds,
often wasted,
flooded with you,
and then, not
enough, we’re
so fickle,
us silly
humans,
let’s
hope, that
now, we’re
not out
of You.

irritation, like
droplets of water
leave deposits
on the heart,
one hundred
and forty
two
pinpricks of
frustration,
twenty nine
brushes strokes
of insult
caress
the soul,
daily-
setting up
shop, in
the heart,
just skipping
along, while
the evil
one, lurks,
waiting-
to pounce.