Sunday, February 5, 2017

ME-lting

Snow does not stand a chance when the earth is too warm.
Snow cannot be formed if the air is too warm.

God does not remain when we feel warmed by our own complacency,
        or other directions of  passion.
God cannot be found within  hardened hearts,  in any environ.

Snow darkens over time as ground, foot and air pollute.
Snow can only be lightened  when renewed ....

Our God sees the soiled souls we wear on our shoulder.
And yet nears His presence at the chipping of cracks,
     and our hammered cries of repentence.

Then the flakes are free to fall and cover the gray
    and soften the stony brokeness
Till the melting of all and the bloom of rebirth.

So it goes, year after year, time and again
    You heal and forgive....

Work into me, Lord,  the softening Spring,
    so the life which becomes visible
      is  both You and me.....


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