The mystery of the Giver
A quilt, lovingly stitched, these poems
of mismatched images for each of us
to explore and examine at our leisure.
Never coming near the truth
but continuously depicting it, offering
new perspectives on the old lessons
our ears and brains have grown weary of hearing.
Reworded scripture, sutras, discourses and commentary,
a living catalyst to be taken internally,
pondered in the quiet depths of the heart.
A gift from our Companion –
a lovingly stitched old quilt
I wrap myself in when the nights
grow cold and inhospitable,
even yet, quietly stirring and potent;
after all these years, still tinged
with the endlessly enchanting
mystery of the Giver.
O child of God, these poems are stitched together
by the thread of His merciful indulgence.
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