This is a simple poem of truth. This fact of her arrival is what stands behind my choice and the price I paid for it when I entered Clandestine Love. Knowing, Oh shit! This is really going to hurt!, knowing that as sure as anything I have ever known, also I knew this: my world was remade.
Clandestine Love
I do remember.
The moments of waiting for you
To come, the green shape
Of your chariot,
The stamp of the hooves, the snorts
And wild equine eyes
As you tied up out
Front. Then you came in my door.
My world was remade.
February 2, 2009 7:48 PM
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Please do not mistake tenderness for pity. Also do not mistake a compassionate man for a weak one, nor for one who will back down when hard decisions are called for. However, please know that mercy carries far more weight than justice in the tangled weave of delusional self will that bends and twists the outcomes in most of our lives. Thus do not mistake a merciful man.
What Is Compassion
The wise man
taught me words for it,
said when you reach the far stars,
see with God's bright eyes,
the world's need rises
and you are tender but still
far away and free
and you can reach down,
touch in tenderness without
getting caught in traps,
and you are filled up
with the force of tenderness
like juice in apples.
February 3, 2009 9:00 AM
Hurry
6 days ago
Not been much juice in my apples this week, thanks for reminding me :)
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So wonderful to be tender and free of traps at the same time. "The world's need rises" - gorgeous line.
ReplyDeleteMichelle, you matter to me.
ReplyDeleteKaren, I am glad you think so too.
You know Christopher, stuff like that makes my world go round. Mattering is important, I don't care what anyone says differently.
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thought's twisted tendrils
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of God
and what would be seen
from those eyes
the pot of clay
{vessel of God' Spirit}
imagines
the view
of One who knew
the purpose
of Adam's rib
compassion stems
from creation's
c o e x t e n s i o n
with creator
dreams reach out
and find understanding
mercy is always
mercy for ourselves
and our kind
in the eyes of God
Adam's Rib
GD
2:21 Then the Lord God cast a deep sleep upon Adam: and when he was fast asleep, he took one of his ribs, and filled up flesh for it.
2:22 And the Lord God built the rib which he took from Adam into a woman: and brought her to Adam.
2:23 And Adam said: This now is bone of my bones, and flesh of my flesh; she shall be called woman, because she was taken out of man.
2:24 Wherefore a man shall leave father and mother, and shall cleave to his wife: and they shall be two in one flesh.
2:25 And they were both naked: to wit, Adam and his wife: and were not ashamed.
Genesis
Ghost, this is a wonderful contribution for which I thank you.
ReplyDeleteCompassionate men are a rare breed but an important one. Mercy carries more weight than justice? Thank god!
ReplyDeleteThe remaking of worlds. Now there is something to stamp hooves about!
Erin, yes, most of us are, I feel, in the same boat vis mercy and justice. Thank You, Father, that I do not get what I deserve but instead the gift of Your mercy!
ReplyDeleteI am happy you can relate to love remaking a world.
Oh, clandestine love, that one is truly delicious!
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