The Invitation
God is love
And if you wish to live with love
Then you could know the source
And be encouraged
Helped
In this life
To the next
And if you wish to live with hate
Then you could get to know the source
Of that
The nothingness
To have
In this life
And the next
That’s pretty much
The way of it
Love or
Its absence
Choosing one
Or the other
The rest is ignorance or luck
And it’s likely as you read
You will have neither
For your own
Lesson and
Salvation
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Convictions
(last day of Lent)
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I look around at everything
Liturgically, it is the day before
A triumph
Such as Roman victors knew
No wonder Herod was frightened
And Pilate tactically
Concerned
None of it was sanctioned
It spoke to rebellion
Though everything was peaceful
In that way
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I look around
And wonder about everyone
How to celebrate an arrival
And then turn on the one
A few days later
Or however long it took
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I want to say I’m sorry
I look around at everything
And say I’m sorry
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Photo by MAURICIO EJCHEL on Unsplash
Traditional loaf salesman at Old Town in Jerusalem.
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Finite
When we exhale
Things go out
We no longer need,
Which is all right because
Parts of the world need them
That, in turn, give up what
We need
And so inhale
To say the least, it’s a good arrangement
We should keep it going
Oxygen doesn’t come from
An artificial tube
We borrow it
And sometimes
Too often, really
Don’t give anything back for it
Let’s not begrudge astronauts
Someday maybe
We’ll make our own sustenance
For breathing
Though really everything we have
Is borrowed, molecules from
Someone else
Call it Mother Nature
Father Time
Or random, hexagonal arrangements
In the universe
Finally, it’s what we’re lent
Of substance and of time with
The energy to use them
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Comet NEOWISE over Iona Beach through tall grass.
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