with or without a garden or an upper dining room
well
God
I’m here
and where are you
why
look
you’re here
you’ve always been
and it’s
so much
the patience to remain here
while I
prevaricate
to think a million
other things
as if
they matter more
and justify
the saddest
putting-off
for
my specific greetings
my confessions
petitions
for my needs
and needs
of others
more specific
and for the entire
world
and the whorls
of the cosmos
that need
you
out there
and I’m sure
more than
in here
in this hour
when I happen to awake
to find you here
or
in a
sleepy moment
to unlid
my eyes a little
see you
then and there
surprise
as well
always
a miracle
and I’m chagrined
to take up
your presence
and your time
the way
I do
not
to say I need a bell
or other
signal
from assemblies
(though
I like
bells
generally)
and shall you send
an angel
as an agent
for assistance
homely
and extraordinary
though it’s
especially
your Spirit
that is
needful
as a saving source
and guide
your word
you
as word
is needed
to get me there
and then
with you
and to remain
even
while here
for all my faults
and prevarications
but also
with broad hints
of there
(un-agnostically)
say
through the song says
after here
live
in your house
that follows
and is filled
with goodness and mercy
and is filled with
forever
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1Let not your heart be troubled: ye believe in God, believe also in me. 2In my Father's house are many mansions: if it were not so, I would have told you. I go to prepare a place for you. 3And if I go and prepare a place for you, I will come again, and receive you unto myself; that where I am, there ye may be also. 4And whither I go ye know, and the way ye know. 5Thomas saith unto him, Lord, we know not whither thou goest; and how can we know the way?
John 14
https://www.kingjamesbibleonline.org/John-14-2/
photo by Lucas Hoang on Unsplash
Benevolence in Apocalypse
(4 parts)
1
God,
I wish you’d take us out of this
The way you took us out of Eden
Bring us back
But all of us, please
No one on the world’s side of the gate
Except maybe so many angels
Restoring everything
To where it was
No, where it will be
2
Maybe it happens every age
A garden and a promise of plenty
And forever,
Then we ruin it
Because will is more important than
Whole people
Eden is closed off again
The angel with the flaming sword returns
While we are exiled
On the other side
‘Til in the next era, Eden is offered yet again
While human discretion
With all good and bad proclivities
Cannot work it out
Especially in numbers
We are cast out again
3
Comes an age, there must
When human will
Becomes a complement, at last
We understand we have a place
It is not owning everything,
Which is too jarring on creation
And creation will,
As it does,
Push back
But we knew we are a part,
It is sufficient, and there’s always room
To have what we should have
And to grow
Throughout the age so that
There is no need for the next one
All will not burn in fire
Or die upon the ice
We will have instead
The drama of a fitting universe
With enough unknown to hold us
Wrapped-up wondering inside
4
And should there still be
Curiosities, even evil, out there
Should we be surprised?
There was a war in heaven, after all
Maybe it will not have been worked out
Everywhere we go
Meaning pre-heaven we will have
Important things to do
Discoveries to make
Victims to rescue
Cosmos, maybe cosmoses, to save
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scratching the sky
The Best Is Yet to Come
The best is yet to come and, babe, won’t it be fine?
Dancing, crooning
Love songs
Ties and gowns or overalls and pinafores,
Doesn’t matter
There is glitter in the air
The lights of romance
There’s music from a combo
Ain’t it all fine?
There has to be more of this
Not an increase
Or exaggeration
But ongoing
The laughing, dancing, crooning combo
Always at hand
To have and have again
Not a party without end
But reasons to
Celebrate that last
The kind of work
(exertion of energy)
That heals
The smiles from musicians, which
Can say
We are free at last
And we love you
And an audience
In equal measure grateful
Taking part
Tomorrow there will be other things
And there will be tomorrow
For now,
There’s confidence
In this place of music
Fancy lights
(not the kind that blind)
Hands clasping on the dancing floor
Maybe we’ll go outside
Not because nature is tame
But because
It tames us
With its own lights of night
And gift of rock
For a dancing floor
This is a vision
Of necessity
Because the flesh that hears,
Touches, and responds
Should go on in some way
Call it paradise
The life renewed
That hasn’t lost a note or a step
C L Couch
“The Best Is Yet to Come”
written by Cy Coleman and Carolyn Leigh
Frank Sinatra and Count Basie performed and recorded for the album It Might as Well Be Swing (1964) and performed and recorded by many others.
photo by Manuel Inglez on Unsplash
Parque Natural de Sintra-Cascais, Sintra, Portugal
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