allowance
who is allowed
who gives
and
who may receive
what do we talk about
possession
salvation
and
who owns
salvation if anyone should own
God owns it
I
suppose
manages the process
certainly
provides all parts of God
needed
creates everything
places
us
then there’s a full beginning
affirming rest as
well
then somehow a serpent is allowed
if we intertwine the stories
then we know
of
the rebellion and the war in heaven
with casualties if not killed
yet fallen
then to
take it out on us
and
we fall as well
not
killed and yet spiritually
as good as gone until the parts of God
come
to the Earth
to teach
and offer to save
one part creates
the other comes and then
the other
the third part closer than ever
indwelling
in fact
by
invitation
strange invitation that both must offer
and accept
then
all things work together
that
are good
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Romans 8
28 And we know that all things work together for good to them that love God, to them who are the called according to his purpose.
(KJV)
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sun out
bright winter day
thank
goodness
sun on snow might be
hard
beholding but
at an angle is attractive
and seems natural attraction
in
the day or so
after the storm
the sun to say
resign
relent
to how this works
and even revel gently
in the patterns and the seasons
well
of everything that moves
and grows
on Earth and
well
that everything moves and grows on
Earth
and
I make it sound
I really
do
like seeing is the answer
the only means to answers and it
isn’t
the scene could be described
but I mean
more
open the window or the door
let the one who cannot
see
describe what
the looking misses
smell
the hour
taste
the sky
hear all that nature voices
and how to touch
the cold
with variations depending upon
natural limitations
for which we
may
blame God or aim to grow then teach
the rest
the untold truth of everything
to tell
and that’s blind
with how
many combinations of the senses
there
might be
how
many stark and subtle
variations
and how to care for these
how to receive care
from
these for the sake of knowing Earth
and us
all our perspectives
all our places
all
our seasons
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dearest friend
writing from a land-locked place
God
I turn to you for love
and I bring it
with me
not like yours except as a shell
with hopeful and stifling
stuff
inside
we could walk on the beach
early in the morning
while the same
seems most
shiny
and firm
and we could listen
we could
talk
we could listen
and would you hear me and appreciate
my hesitations
so that what is unsaid
could
finally be sent
and then the day would have to start
I guess
and we in it
though we could meet now
and then
even
on a bench to watch
the beach get
walked on
while
the shore erodes
then
night
and we could talk then
too
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picture imperfect
snowy castle
in a picture
I guess there are snow castles
made by snow like sand
though
I guess clouds are
easier
depending on the day
and the sky and who
might
be looking
up
an Aurora castle
from the original that’s in
the picture by
the way
or a fortress as a series of blocks
forboding with the arrow slits
in made-
up
stone through which to shoot
or
whatever the imagination
wants to invent
then
guiding the body to make
maybe with a follow with whom
the vision
could
be
negotiated
or you know the fort
large enough
for two
and
to set up against another
to
let the snowballs volley
and never mind the winner since all those
win
who get something warm to drink
once
back inside
and this for some could make
the snow day
that
we
well
the children are having
today
Monday after Saturday’s
and Sunday’s
storms
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how are you God
how are you
Lord
how are your angels
how is heaven
these days
ten thousand years a day
our songs could
count
transparent gold and as a metaphor
or actual
I don’t get
it
and
don’t need to
so much about eternity
honestly
it can
overwhelm of course by normal reckoning
though
you understand our senses
having you know
making these
and
eternity to ponder
thank you
Lord and I might ask
for
help with the imponderables
not
only to apprehend but
to carry
by
the muscles
outside
inside
that we have
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The twelve gates were twelve pearls, each gate made of a single pearl. The great street of the city was of gold, as pure as transparent glass.
Revelation 21:21
(NIV)
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Friday like any day
I’m nodding
without sleep except
to doze
being sick sucks
doesn’t it
and for
some
for many of us sickness becomes
conditions to
endure without an ending
that
we know of
for this life
and
I’m not sure what else to say
since waiting pre-
Valhalla is
what we have with my understanding that Sheol
goes the same plus wherever Thorin says to
Bilbo
must be where the chief of Dwarves
is going
in the passage where
he also prophecies about the world
he’s
leaving
our world
our own Middle-Earth
which would go
merrier
with respect for simple cheer
from food and
drink
and with companionship
and
how these substances as issues must
be hard-won
at
times
as there are hungry
thirsty
and harassed who
must endure and invent measures to take
to have
what’s needed
basically
and
for that cheer that Hobbits know
and
certain Dwarves prognosticate
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“There is more in you of good than you know, child of the kindly West. Some courage and some wisdom, blended in measure. If more of us valued food and cheer and song above hoarded gold, it would be a merrier world.”
Tolkien, The Hobbit
for children as well of the East and North with researchers and penguins to the South
me (as Gandalf means)
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the poet-friend
I heard it from a poet
once
that there was no following
because
grace was dispensed
by
those who claimed authority
to give it
and
by their terms
I’m imagining a water-cooler with
a foreign hand on
the tap
a line that goes away
from
there of those to drink
who
are bestowed with an upside-down
triangle of a cup
inside
of which are stips of official
pardon and
toward
the price of another metaphor
a ticket
to
the show
while grace if free
and
has no agency but God
if I may say
three parts to
one
with grace soaring everywhere
and everywhere it’s
needed
to cover and to heal as
that song-balm
the sin-
sick soul
and why not fly by music
of
the spheres
an angel chorus to announce
and
to remind us
freely given is the love and salvation
of the Lord
and
is the vision made
the poetry
perverse
and I don’t know but that it’s better than
the tyranny of will that despots
try
and yet prohibited by better will
and inside each
of us
a part
as if to fuse with our own
elements
our spirits to
save
grace
angels
our own will
and we are saved
if
against the world
and
those disillusioned and me
angered in
their
favor for who dispenses
grace
and blessing but
the Lord
and not the red
and black
the gold of breaking majesty
while
what we have
on our own
even alone if need be
faith
and love
forever
freely
grace like justice flowing
even better
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love God
out of love
things happen
things
are made
by hate
destruction
agenda of a nothingness pervades
since
hate can’t build a thing
except for stone
of an illusion
love
then
closer to God
closer to substance
if
without which
material
any sense of material
goes empty
choosing faith
then
by belief and so response
to invitations
at least
two of these to start
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then whose Earth and who decides
rated S for sad
1
cold or hot
the future is
uncertain
well
of course
it is
there might be winter forever
after cloud cover ironically
from heat should shield
us
tragically
from the sun
or we could heat
so fast
a melting Earth
with
torching skies might be
all
there is
it’s the unnatural future
of concern
we cannot escape or
even
evade
not really
it’s the planet
after all
the one we have affected
are
changing now
the profiteers believing there is more
to eke out while
the Earth
is
held together
more
and much more
and
a little more
before things crack for good
and then
things crack for good
2
leave the Earth go
a billion years
or so
leaving time to build
allowing time
to heal
the Earth will crack eventually
on its own
in
relation to a dying sun
all that we’re doing
so adversely
here
happen
naturally and by then we will
be ready
we’ll be somewhere else
by
then
happy to be there
too
as we can imagine if we cooperate
with the planet
now
rather than take
a few make money
leaving the consequences to
the children
unmindlessly
a consciousness to let the world
die
here and now
with
the suddenness of
a generation against Earth’s
own ages
our children
or
maybe their own
maybe
left with hard gold
to chew
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