It’s likely you have to go through
the nothing matters
part entirely,
(down to absolutely nothing),
before you get to the love
for God part,
where there’s nothing but love and no one
else to love but God.
I’m waiting,
I suppose, to be backed into that corner,
having not the strength, faith or courage
to freely tender my heart
to the uncertainty of that sort of love.
Don’t worry, said
my Lord. Nothing matters.
Not even the long list of my pretexts,
failures, compromises and cowardice
in this vast ignorance that apparently is me.
O child of God, how might you stitch together
the truth from the scraps of your inherent fear?
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