In no man's land
the divide
the in between
lie strewn the disillusioned
the discouraged,
the Journiers who began
with blazing intention,
and fell
when intention could not bridge the gap.
On the other side
voices champion
the brave
and the foolish
to span the expanse;
"Come," they call
and everywhere
crawl the weary
hoping to reach
that sometime distant shore.
A thin veil
seen / unseen
masquerades -
"I AM A GREAT VALLEY!"
It booms to the army discouraged,
"Try to cross and I will CRUSH you alive!"
Nevertheless I dive
and discover
the distance between
the Ask and the Answer
the Seek and the Find
the Knock and the Open
is only an innocent step of trust
beyond the spot on which I stand.
I reach out
a trembling hand
holding no more that a hope;
the someday
somehow
maybe
that we carry carefully
in the pocket of our heart -
"Take this," I say,
"today it is all I can offer."
and as my hand passes
through the membrane
The Christ
grabs my hand
pulls me to Himself
tearing all protocol
ignoring
despising
religious PC
and violently
passionately
loves me
just for who I am.
I my hand
the dreams turn to substance,
food for the journey.
I return
open my eyes
and feel the familiar coldness of solid,
but in my breast burns a new resolve:
"Today I will live!
Tomorrow will take care
of its own concerns,
but Today
I will live!"
I reach into my pocket
as I slide through the door
to face
to embrace the days challenge -
To savour the flavour of faith.
With a skip,
fearless
I pass over
and look the hour square in the eye.
Today I am winner!
the in between
lie strewn the disillusioned
the discouraged,
the Journiers who began
with blazing intention,
and fell
when intention could not bridge the gap.
On the other side
voices champion
the brave
and the foolish
to span the expanse;
"Come," they call
and everywhere
crawl the weary
hoping to reach
that sometime distant shore.
A thin veil
seen / unseen
masquerades -
"I AM A GREAT VALLEY!"
It booms to the army discouraged,
"Try to cross and I will CRUSH you alive!"
Nevertheless I dive
and discover
the distance between
the Ask and the Answer
the Seek and the Find
the Knock and the Open
is only an innocent step of trust
beyond the spot on which I stand.
I reach out
a trembling hand
holding no more that a hope;
the someday
somehow
maybe
that we carry carefully
in the pocket of our heart -
"Take this," I say,
"today it is all I can offer."
and as my hand passes
through the membrane
The Christ
grabs my hand
pulls me to Himself
tearing all protocol
ignoring
despising
religious PC
and violently
passionately
loves me
just for who I am.
I my hand
the dreams turn to substance,
food for the journey.
I return
open my eyes
and feel the familiar coldness of solid,
but in my breast burns a new resolve:
"Today I will live!
Tomorrow will take care
of its own concerns,
but Today
I will live!"
I reach into my pocket
as I slide through the door
to face
to embrace the days challenge -
To savour the flavour of faith.
With a skip,
fearless
I pass over
and look the hour square in the eye.
Today I am winner!
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