In the silence You meet me there My heart rent before you And The broken spaces too filled up with My faults and theirs Your grace and mercy Your love and peace Restore Repair Renew Again All from You Poppa All from You
In the Silence
Is It Really All About
Is it really all about Me Mine I (and rights and freedoms and don’t tell me what to do) I thought the common good was the thing The other The weak The poor The disenfranchised The lonely The sick The lost I thought the Other was the thing That We were meant to be on about (You know) The least of these That HE is always on about Or If not the least of these Then at least The Body So many amputated now Wounded Cut off (from one part at least) Because It became too much about Me Mine I (and rights and freedoms and don’t tell me what to do) (an unintended consequence I’m sure) How When Why Did we lose The Way How When Why Did the Main Thing Cease to be The Main Thing How When Why Did we make it all about Me Mine I (and rights and freedoms and don't tell me what to do) When (perhaps we lost our way a long time ago and didn’t even realize that we did) Jesus Your beloved Bride is Broken Angry Confused Forlorn Lost Spirit come Rescue Revive Redeem Restore She needs New life Again
For Jill
I miss you I miss you No one else will do I miss you
Auntie Fern
Homemade bread and Ice cold well water (tastes of iron but still) Garden cukes (sliced just right) Butter Salt mmmm
How Are You?
Am I sad? Am I glad? Am I somewhere in between? I don’t know Actually Because I’ve been numbed by the anesthetic The analgesic properties Of Netflix Brit Box Amazon Prime Disney Plus and DZone You too? How are you?
Skating
Forgiveness is easy Like skating on glass If you don’t peer to closely At the wrong But If you gaze long and hard And consider all the stuff You might go crashing through the surface And Drown
Little Magpie
Good morning little magpie Up on the chimney Miraculous that you can fly At minus 33
Sully
Sully transitive verb: to make soiled or tarnished : DEFILE Please do not Sully Sully With The demand For Rights The preoccupation with being Right The squeezing so far over to the Right That love joy peace patience kindness goodness faithfulness gentleness self-control Flee (being no room for them an’ all) Please do not Sully Him Make Him Unrecognizable So soiled So tarnished Defiled By Self (ME MY I MINE) Rightness Please do not Sully Him With That
Winter Eagle
Soaring over the snow sheltered sphere Peaceful Predatory Your majesty arrests me I’m grateful Your presence calls me Reminds me to worship The One The One who orders all things well The One Who Brought you and I together For now Just Now
Colleen R. Jantzen 