rich
(not Buddy though the music’s cool)
if I can’t
know God’s will
though I ask
then
maybe it’s not that I should give up
asking but
that I should change the asking
its parameters
per se
to know that God is there and hearing
and speaking as God might
in large and infinitesimal ways
and
I don’t get it
Well
I don’t
and can ask pardon for my not being attuned
but still wanting to serve
like Merton’s famous prayer
I guess
about not know direction but hoping
that a willingness to travel by approval
might
bring approval
even pleasure
from the Lord who
then
might speak if Thomas and I and all
who aren’t in synch
might go
not recklessly
since
we have our codes and liturgies
for attending and asking
best we can
formally
and then to stay in dialogue
the spirit of it
anyway
to say
like Tevye
maybe
that and to indicate at first
that it’s okay to talk
to ask
to guess and to complain
even to posit
being wealthy people
though wealth is relative by kind
and
degree and following
and maybe
wealth is having daughters and a village
on the edge
and
rich to have our lives in love and faith
you know
by God
c l couch
Thomas Merton’s well-known prayer begins: “My Lord God, I have no idea where I am going. I do not see the road ahead of me. I cannot know for certain where it will end. Nor do I really know myself, and the fact that I think I am following Your will does not mean that I am actually doing so. But I believe the desire to please You does in fact please You. . . .”
Buddy Rich was a famous, fantastic drummer.
photo by Vitalii Khodzinskyi on Unsplash
(x = space)
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For the People
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We give billions
Might I have a smidgen
Might we all and each
Have a smidgen
Two smidgens, maybe
Our money from our coffers
Save other nations’ people,
Too
It’s mid-month and I’m feeling
Especially impoverished
It’s the thirteenth
On a Friday
And I’m tired of
Anything like
The curse of the day
Or Cain
The penury of Lazarus
Under Dives
I know, L gets to heaven
Where it’s wealthy
Without coin
And through and through
But I’m still here today
And want to be,
Not knowing the other
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I’d like to have
Some easy days
If possible
Summertime
As Gershwin says
As she sings
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C L Couch
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Photo by David Sutton on Unsplash
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Jazz Mass
Welcome to this house
Of Monk
Coltrane
And many more
Saintly-celebrating
Billie Holiday
Muddy Waters
Buddy Rich who sticks for
Ella
Sacred syncopated
Earth and all stars
Their music turns
A service
Into lifetime crazy, holy
Obligation
C L Couch
“Earth and all stars,” the first words of a hymn by Herbert Brokering composed for Saint Olaf College, Minnesota, first published in 1968
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