Saturday, July 28, 2018



This imperfect human love
and its accompanying grief

which my Lord has marked
as hypocritical and self-serving,

is, as my Lord well knows,
all I have, the best part of me

and though it invites suffering
I cannot let it go, knowing 

that motive would also be
hypocritical and self-serving.

I grip one bar of the trapeze
while trying to grasp the other

and end up crucified between the two
suspended far above the sawdust

not knowing which way to swing
daring not to let go of either.

O child of God, it is the duality of existence
that makes for every difficulty.

(drawing by Rich Panico)

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