Compassion Fashion

love the din
hate the dinner

too little too
late mate
lands like hate

lead with love
compassion fashion

look after specs that
cloud our vision
don't worry about putting
anyone in prison

leave the judging
to the
One
who
sits enthroned

peace

Re-birth

You

Who make all things new

Who reimagine me
(well not exactly)

It’s me who needs to reimagine me

So slow to understand all the
Ways you
Have in mind for
me

Press me deep into your chest
that I might feel
Your divine imprint on me
(and my comings and goings)

Let me be fully
(and I mean fully)
directed/empowered/inspired
By You
(only)

Re-birth

Outside

On the edge
Illegitimate
(according to some)
in both sides of the
Separate/similar tribes

Trying to
say/think/do/feel
the
right
things
(according to whom)

That I might move

Ever so slightly

Closer

To the

Inside

Of you all

Grounded

When you feel like 


You

Are

Flying part/blown apart by (fill in the blank)

Ground yourself in the earth dear heart
Ground yourself in the earth

Lay upon our common rock
Gaze upon our common sky
Breathe in His life/breath

Deeply

Purely

Keenly

Let Him re-form you once again dear heart
Let Him re-form you once again

Feel His life restore/recreate you
Feel His power bare

His wild divine space/place of wonder

He can

He does

He will


Bitter Cup 2.0

Drink the biting cup
Choke and swallow and welcome
its sting

The worthless made worthy in suffering

Bitter made sweet in
the dark desperate despairing dungeon

Fermented
(but not to violent vilified vindictiveness)

Remade

Reborn

New wine
Good wine
Pure

Drink it all
Drink it all
And live

A good Malbec or a nice
Chardonnay maybe
(not out of a box)

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