Your courtship in my dark?
I have only slivered my fingers
and garnered their blood
I know not of God...
Oh I Am Delivered...
the sun with its purpose delivers a sign
practice practice practice
get off your mat and practice!
Why not let God see you smile?
What do we think we're doing?!
Hiding our Joy from God?
Can you not see He sits in confusion over our choice of moods?
Misery, cynicism, the worn breath and the chattering skeptic
like 2 lynxes waiting for the fox
I have sat out all evening
I have knelt and bowed and mapped out stars.
I know calligraphy and I have studied zen.
but still
there is no ancient reason
not to know God.
I love You
Your Beloved
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