Friday, July 31, 2020

His scattered brood

His scattered brood                                                                                    

Good reasons had I in the beginning
to step onto the path – fear chiefly,

a longing for truth and light;
a quest for peace, certitude, meaning.

They’ve all fallen away now –
the unborn has entered the birth canal,

(or such is my faith); I’m being
shunted forward without reason –

yielding to the push and pull of something larger;
submitting as best I might to the process –

leaving the dark familiar for the bright unknown.
There never were any reasons. 

Or maybe just the One if you wish to word it that way –
the Father is gathering up His scattered brood.

O child of God, any concept that enisles 
must be abandoned.




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