Love addiction
Love revelation
Less addicted to today’s restoration
Pain and change
Loose and tight
Trying to get it right
Up at midnight for greatness
Rises early, pain stays up late,
Struggle has no circadian rhythm
Hold it not so light
That thing called God’s light—
That thing called living right—
Godliness is not sexy and
Sex is a mystery to behold—
Sun spots free of charge for the
Picnic days of love’s getaway—
I too am a shade tree, I too have
Delight in the temporary, I too
Am not a tower but I am David,
I am a mercy lover, I am a bloodlust
Kind of blade runner, for religion is
A robot to fight, a stiff necked wrestle
Match—publish these into a book but
Let that book shine brightly, I will not
Die unless I say Jesus rightly—
You did not learn Christ this way—
Without the Cross we are cursed and
Dead in our sins! Its futile to live by
Fate, it feels futile to live by faith,
It will not be futile when frugal burns
Deep and bright and replaces our poverty
With that continuing city—the one to come
We call home, forever and ever—Amen!