a Tuesday to try to be with God
(sorry while it’s long)
so about you
Lord
and may I call you
Lord
though you are nameless
or all names
somehow
and how do I know you unseen
evidence
unseen
the mystics knew
I guess
and Doctors of the Church
or
anyone who wrote enough or was
recorded
so they say
and
so we know
and
does this work
of
sayings
little flowers
to
go through entire books
and maybe so
maybe
we know you through these pages
or could it
be
unworded
leaves in forests
because nature
may testify as well
yet
by disaster
we might ask as well
the punishments
of fire
or of quakes or magma from
eruptions
how or what
what might we might learn
of you
and your intentions on this Earth
that
you have made
and yet
if we kept our distance
measured well
and
kept our visits seasonal
I don’t know
I guess
we’d still have problems
and to wonder
over
cynicism learned
or is
there hope on Earth and by
catastrophes
we
learn readiness and response
Earthly
for each other
all sides of gospel then
like sides
of nature whispering
or
shouting
yet
all this
not enough to know
you
and why bother through our limitations
limitations over
you about
your
nature and your presence
and yet we love you
and we think
go as far as to testify
that you
love us
and
maybe have a plan for each
though needing elasticity
as we respond
this way or
that
by choices
since
we understand
that will and freedom should
be ours
and maybe that is
so
that is
your flexible designs so we may select for
real
somehow and yet by you
we decide and
you
affirm ahead of
time
and ready to receive us
as you are God
yet you are God
why bother
waiting for us
but
then why have us
anyway
why make us when creation seemed
so perfect in the story
and then we get here
and we go too far by will
into war and other violence
much of it
close to home
ask Tamar
in the house of David
we are so easy moved by greed
also
pretense to power
since power is from you
and lent
as lent
for a time
all the things we do
we build
and then let fall
our egos drive
we develop false philosophies
movements that bring others down
with us
and may I ask
of our bodies
Lord
yes
groups
and I mean each actual
physical
skin and muscles around bones
organs
within
as they are
so strong
and so fragile
sigh
too much or too little
but there is
love
and faith
and if wisdom must allay itself before
fullness
and
perfection
well
so it is
like many things that are
and we don’t know them while
we have them
two
aspects of creation
even
of two parts of wonder
with aspects
like facets
while you are God
and I happen
to be I
and all of us
be
all of us
with
enough totality while we may wonder
in our ways
over
all the rest
until all the rest revealed
and
still might need interpretation
until you speak through angels
loud
(maybe not so loud)
and clear
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golden ruling
must one believe
in order to appreciate
even
to have
a sabbath
there have been laws to secure
weekends
and public mores
if eroded with
work
the busyness of virtue
and so we always have to prove we’re
at it
or are breathing only
for a moment
laws about that
too
the fullness of life
it seems
or as defined by someone we don’t know
must have hard edges
justified for
pay
and even neighborly acceptance
be seen to cut the grass or
not
to stay out late
too late
whenever that should mean
though we have work
and work is
paramount
live to work
the verse that we know
too
and yet eschew if with some longing
work to live
it’s a puzzle and a challenge and an expenditure
and could we really see and have
the thirds
of work
of sleep
of life that is neither work nor sleeping
that we get
to define
and maybe have some say
in all the rest
or is it safe to question and prioritize
shall we keep our jobs
I hope so
as in
twenty-four we get with
maybe threescore and ten and we think
it should be
longer
and it should
and so let life be good with all
the parts
with liking throughout
not
without challenges
and if
really possible
meaning worked out and on
we could let love
course through all
like
if you’ve seen
gold currents in
kintsugi
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Week
God
We would love you
But it’s Monday
And it’s
Hard
Enough to wake and then
Wake others
Wash
Dress
And breakfast
Leave for work or school
And then do well enough to
Have earned enough
For food
And
Bills and such
Plus maybe earned
A sense of
(enough)
Satisfaction from
The day
And there’s God
Well
Maybe
On Tuesday
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Kind Brief Invocation
O God
Be our Tuesday help
Forgive us our
Mistakes
Our other-side-of
Edenness
‘Cause
Sometimes
We let fall
Or we forget
Without malice
But our flaws
Pervade
There is
The Kintsugi of wisdom
Help us fix
And even beautify
The scars
By
Gold understanding
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[sun and dew transform—goldify, as it were]
(x = space)
x
x
Today Is What
x
What is today
After some mental work
It’s Tuesday
In the morning
x
In the ninth month
Against which someone will say
So many days
‘Til Christmas
x
But that’s a cultural thing
(and a commercial thing)
There are so many things
Before
We get there
x
Hallowe’en
Thanksgiving
(in both countries)
The yearly argument
Over which explorer exploited first
x
And up here
(spring there)
It shall be fall
Leaves fall
In glory and defeat
Bare branches left behind
x
Except for evergreens
That we shall value more and more
For symbolizing
Something like forever
Through all the seasons
And we hope
(burn bonfires
to the sky
to sky-gods)
Through the great changes
To forever
x
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Photo by Adrien Olichon on Unsplash
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(x = space)
x
x
At the Table
x
This is Tuesday
I hope this is
Will be
Or has been
A good Tuesday for you
(or across the world
might have been will be)
Even splendid
You are entitled
One of nearly eight billion
People
Your choices, well, that’s
Up to you
And not a matter for
Anything not like a tribunal
Present
If you are a despot, stop it
If you are a lousy neighbor,
Be a better one
But while the sun is out
(and when the moon is out
and that bemusing time
of dusk or dawn)
Take in free breaths
Let them out with gladness
And, dare I say,
Thanksgiving
For sometimes it is an easy Earth
When and where it’s not
Good breathing’s still required
With assistance added,
When needed
x
And, by the way,
Honey gets in everything
At table
I’m sure there are tricks
The bees know
Maybe through their knees
x
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orange gradient fluid art
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Lent 35
(a reverie for stories)
It’s Tuesday, day of Tiu
A Nordic personality
Part of a family that respected
Power and defeat
And waiting after for
The judgment of all nations
Beautiful and terrible,
The people and persons of
The Norse
The stories cut into the center
Of all mortal talent and ambition
There, in all, is a lesson
One no single person’s written
It shared by people first and
Then in song, finally in letters rendered
We have these gifts now
The gift of story
Testimony, opera
Thanksgiving in the moments of the telling
God sends us song
And frames all telling inside nature
Praise God today
Thank God for all gospels
Good news that grows us into
Better people
Workers, players, servants of the day
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name of Týr in its rune form [in English, Tiu]
Moshroum – Own work, Public Domain, https://commons.wikimedia.org/w/index.php?curid=1393824
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